The headboard thudded rhythmically against the bedroom wall, a steady, jarring beat that echoed through the quiet apartment. Mia’s legs were hooked over Elias’s broad shoulders, her heels digging into the muscles of his back. He plunged deep, his thick c**k burying itself in her soaking heat with a wet, heavy squelch.
"God, you're so tight, Mia," Elias groaned, his voice a gravelly rasp. "You're squeezing me so hard."
"I can't... I can't breathe," she gasped, her head tossing from side to side on the pillow. "Please, don't stop. Don't you dare stop."
Elias shifted his grip, his large, calloused hands sliding up from her hips to cup her breasts. They were swollen, heavy with the growth spurt that had plagued her for months, the skin stretched tight and sensitive. He squeezed them firmly,
