~Amelia~
Two thick fingers pushed inside me and I gasped, my eyes widening with slight tears. He curled them, hitting that spot that made my hips jerk. I rode his hand, water splashing over the rim. His cock was rock-hard against my ass, throbbing.
"Will you fuck me right now?" I panted. "Or you’re going to punish me by making me wait."
“What do you think, baby?”
He lifted me, turned me so I faced him, straddled his lap. I lined him up, sank down slow, inch by thick inch until he bottomed out. We both groaned.
"Fuck," he hissed. "Your tight cunt is going to be the death of me."
I started moving, slow rolls of my hips, taking my time. His hands roamed my back, my ass, up to my neck. He kissed me deep, tongue sliding against mine, swallowing every little sound I made.
I rode him steady, just deep, rolling thrusts that made my toes curl. He kept one hand on my stomach the whole time.
"Shit, baby," he groaned against my mouth. "If you keep going like that, I might burst soon."
