I can’t think about anything except how fucking good she feels in my arms. How sweet those little sounds she’s making are. How bad I want inside. “Need to fuck you,” I grunt at the feel of her pussy spasming against me. “I’m on the pill,” she gasps, meeting my eyes and searching them with a vulnerability that wrecks me. “I’m clean.” Thank fuck I’ve been tested, because the idea of getting inside her like this has me ready to blow my load right now. “You sure—?” But then she’s kissing me again, devouring my mouth and moaning when I take back control to devour hers.
