White-hot light burst behind my lids and tore me apart. The second orgasm ripped through me, higher and harder than the first, and I collapsed against him, raw and shaking.
Before I could come down, the bed shifted — we’d flipped without me noticing — and suddenly I was flat on my belly, chest pressed to the sheets. Troy’s weight dropped over me and he shoved into me from behind. The sound he let out shook the windows and it bucked my spine with each thrust.
Fucking hell. He pinned my hands above my head, our fingers tangled tight, and didn’t give me a second to breathe. We’d already f****d like maniacs, messy and hungry, but this was savage on a new level. He pulled out slow — teasing, inch by inch — then slammed back in so hard I thought the mattress would split.
“I’ll never get enoug
