Ashley

His fingers stayed inside me, a possessive anchor as my body trembled from the aftershocks. The knock on the door was still persistent, but we ignored it completely. His dark eyes held mine, a wicked smile made it to his face.

“You asked for this.” He said. “I am going to fuck you that you won’t be able to walk for days.” He smirked wickedly.

“Exactly what I want.” I retorted.

His curled fingers pressed again, a deliberate, internal caress that sent a fresh ripple of pleasure through my core. I gasped, my hips rocking involuntarily against his hand, seeking more of that delicious pressure. “You are still so...