CHAPTER 3
ARIANNA
We stripped fast, his c**k hard and thick again, and when he spun me around, pushing me gently onto the bed on all fours, I arched my back without thinking, ass up and ready because I needed him so bad.
"f**k, Ari," he groaned, kneeling behind me and spreading my cheeks wide, his breath hot on my skin. "Look at this pretty p***y, so soaked and pink, dripping down your thighs just for me." His fingers teased my folds first, sliding through the wetness, and I whimpered, pushing back against him desperately.
"Please, Mark," I begged, voice shaky and needy. "I need your c**k inside me now, f**k me hard."
He chuckled low and dirty, rubbing the thick head along my slit, coating himself in my juices. "You want it bad, huh? Begging like a little slut already." Then he thrust
