ROBYN
Breathing raggedly, I rode him hard, grinding, rocking, bouncing on top of him. His hands were on my breasts, kneading them to the point of almost hurting, and it gave me so much scorching pleasure.
“God!” I was burning, my skin glistening. My heart galloped like a racehorse, reaching the finish line as Spade forced his hips upward. The brutal sensation stung as he plunged it deeper, f*****g me mercilessly.
I was slick with wetness, dripping down the base of his c**k, and I clenched around him, matching his rough penetration. With my o****m just around the corner, I knew it would be intense and violent.
“Beautiful.” One word was all it took, filling me with confidence, warmth, and security. He made me feel special, and I knew he meant it.
I cracked my eyes open and met his icy
