Alec's POV
Louisa’s gaze locked with mine, pupils blown wide with lust. I pushed forward slowly, watching every inch of my thick c**k disappear inside her. She was even tighter in this position, walls gripping me like a velvet fist. The sight of her wedding ring glinting on her finger while my bare c**k stretched her married cunt made something primal roar inside me.
“f**k, you feel perfect,” I groaned once I bottomed out, balls pressed against her ass. “So hot and wet. Made for me.”
I started moving—long, deep strokes that dragged against every sensitive spot inside her. The bed creaked rhythmically beneath us. Louisa’s hands roamed my back, nails digging into my shoulders as she met my thrusts.
“Harder,” she begged, voice breathy. “Please, Alec—f**k me harder.”
I gave her what she
