I whimpered, my pussy clenching hard around him. The stretch of his thick cock combined with his fingers rubbing my clit was almost too much. I could already feel another orgasm building fast, my walls fluttering and squeezing him.

“Malakai…” I moaned his name louder than I meant to, turning my head to look at him over my shoulder. My eyes were glassy and unfocused. “Harder. Please… fuck me harder.”

He gave me exactly what I asked for.

His hips snapped forward faster and rougher. The sound of skin slapping against skin got louder, wet and filthy. His fingers rubbed my clit faster too. I could feel how soaked his...