Ezra
“Oh y-yes…yessss…god, baby…” Wren moans, head thrown back as she bounces up and down on my very hard c**k.
One hand on her waist and the other on the bed, I meet her thrust for thrust. I wrap her hair around my wrists and tug slightly.
She whimpers. “Ezraaaa..”
“I’m here, sweetheart.” Thrust. “I’m.” Thrust. “Right.” Thrust. “Here.”
A shiver works through her body, her hips rolling and grinding down on me.
God, she’s so warm, so wet.
The slick sound of our intimacy echoes loudly in the room. Sweat rolls down her spine while mine rolls down my temples.
My hair is damp and sticking to my forehead.
Fuck, we’ve been going at it for almost an hour and then some. I reach behind and squeeze her ass before brushing the spot were joined.
She jerks. “Oh god, do that again.”
The feel o
