“Fuck, Nelly… you feel so good against my cock.”

Isaac’s deep, guttural groan shattered whatever was left of our pretense. The horror movie droned on in the background, its eerie soundtrack mixing with the violent cracks of thunder outside, but none of that mattered anymore.

The storm could have torn the roof off the house and I wouldn’t have noticed. All I could feel was the burning heat of his massive erection pressed between my slick folds, throbbing against my bare pussy as I straddled him.

Before I could even catch my breath or say anything, Isaac’s strong hands gripped my hips with undeniable authority. In one powerful motion, he...