he grabs my throat and rubs the crown of his cock over my clit and through my slit. He presses forward, and I dig my nails into his shoulders. The delicious burn steals my breath as he breaches my entrance. I look him in the eye, seeing my own desire reflected there—the raw need that pulses between us. His lips slam against mine, his tongue delving into my mouth to tangle with mine. He sucks it, then laps at me with delicious strokes until I’m lightheaded. With a sharp thrust of his hips, he sheaths himself to the hilt. He’s so big. So very fucking big, stretching me to my limit.
