Alpha Jax

I ran my fingers lightly along her curvy hip, my Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. My hand went down further, along the curve of her bottom, squeezing the flesh. Her laboured breathing heightened and when I pulled her against my throbbing hardness, a shiver ran down my spine.

“Goodness Scarlett,” I rasped, the feeling of her throbbing wetness on my rigid length sending shudders all over my body. She let out a half sob of pleasure when I moved, creating friction. The atmosphere in the cell changed, temperature rising up in an instant. I ran my nose against her shoulder, nipping and biting on her flesh. I...