“Shit,” he says, a slight growl in his voice as he pushes himself so deep inside me it hurts. That pain that makes you want to say stop but go deeper—that is the threshold he’s at right now. My nails slice into his skin as they trail down his taught back to his ass. His hands reach under my ass, and he scoots to the edge of the bed, dragging me with him. Groaning, he lifts me from the mattress. I wrap my legs around his waist. He thrusts and I ride, and the next thing I know, I’m against the wall with my hands pinned above my head as he drives into me. A few minutes later, I’m straddling his
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It's taut, not taught.
