“f**k, you’re tight,” Kael growled, his voice a rough, primal rumble that vibrated through my core as he thrust shallowly, his massive c**k stretching my ass with every slow push.
The cornstalk scratched my chest, my torn flannel hanging off my shoulders, my jeans shredded around my thighs. The blood-red moon cast shadows through the swaying corn, the air thick with the scent of earth, sweat, and his musky, animalistic heat.
His c**k was a beast of its own that dragged against my walls, each one sending a jolt of pleasure so intense my knees buckled. The head was slick, leaking hot precum that eased the burn, and the swollen knot at the base teased my entrance, promising a stretch I both craved and feared.
I moaned, loud and desperate, my c**k throbbing against the cool night air, dri
