Scarlet’s POV
Then he dropped to his knees behind me, rough hands spreading my cheeks wide. His hot mouth descended, lips pressing open-mouthed kisses along the tender, stinging flesh, tongue flicking out to soothe and tease the marks he'd left. He nipped at the curve where ass met thigh, sucking hard enough to leave a fresh bruise, before trailing wet kisses up my spine.
Rising up, he gripped his slick c**k—still throbbing from our earlier round—and lined it up with my dripping p***y. No more teasing. He slammed home in one brutal thrust, burying himself balls-deep, the sudden fullness ripping a cry from my throat. He f****d me then, hard and fast, like a machine designed to break me.
Each snap of his pelvis against my ass drove his thick shaft deep, stretching my walls, grinding over
