DOMENICO

We didn’t stop. Couldn’t have if we tried.

I sat up slowly, every muscle in my thighs and back screaming, and pulled her with me until she was straddling my lap, my cock still buried deep inside her soaked, pulsing cunt.

She wrapped her arms around my neck immediately, forehead pressed to mine, breathing hard and erratic against my lips like she was trying to steal the air straight from my lungs.

I gripped her ass with both hands—hard, possessive—and lifted her just enough to feel her slide up my length. Then I let her sink back down, slow and deliberate, inch by thick inch. She gasped sharp, head...