Chapter 8
I was still twitching, my p***y pulsing around him in hard spasms, c*m dripping out of me in thick waves every time my walls fluttered.
My forehead was pressed to his shoulder, breath coming in shaky sobs against his neck, but he didn’t let me rest.
His hands clamped down on my ass cheeks, fingers digging in so deep I felt the sting, and he lifted me up his c**k like I weighed nothing, then slammed me back down hard enough that the car rocked on its shocks.
“f**k, Daniel—” I choked out, oversensitive and shaking, my c**t throbbing raw against his pelvis.
“You’re not done,” he growled, voice rough and wrecked, hips snapping up to meet every brutal drop.
“I’ve waited too f*****g long to feel this p***y come once and stop. Keep riding me, milk my c**k until I fill you up.”
M
