EMBER’S POV

He pushes into me slowly at first — torturously slow — letting me feel every thick, veined inch stretching my cunt open, the brutal stretch burning so good it makes my mouth fall open against his neck in a silent scream.

The water changes everything: resistance, drag, that slick, heated friction that makes every millimetre feel like he’s splitting me in half.

By the time he’s fully seated, balls-deep, I’m so full I swear I can feel him in my throat, his massive cock bottoming out against my cervix, stretching my walls to their limit, my pussy fluttering and creaming wildly around the invasion like it’s trying to...