Brianna

My hand became desperate between us even with the limited space he had given me to play with my clit. He was completely bent over me and ramming into me.

“Yes, yes.” I moaned with each hard new connection of our flesh.

“Fuck,” he grunted, gritting his teeth and curling his hips.

“C..callan!” I called for him as my toes curled with the intensity of his deep fast strokes inside me.

The way his hips worked his tip over my back walls, the way he started to suck my fresh just below my ear and groaned into it to show me just how close he was too. I want...