Vanessa

James' hand on my waist started to travel down over my hip, making its way down my thigh. I was so overwhelmed with the sensation that I struggled to breathe normally. 

    “Tell me you remember when you wrapped your legs around me, permitting me to fuck you bare. When I impaled you with my cock and you begged me to keep still while your body adapted to the feeling of having a real man inside you.” 

    God, I remember. I remembered all of it. I remembered how my body was on the edge of bursting into flames. How the pain and the pleasure mixed into the most intense decadence...