Alvaro worked her through it, milking every last shudder and spasm until Sasha collapsed back against the seat. But he wasn't done with her yet.
"Mmm, you're so fucking wet for me," he murmured appreciatively as he withdrew his fingers. Sasha watched through heavy-lidded eyes as he brought them to his mouth and licked them clean. "Delicious."
Before she could respond, Alvaro was settling between her thighs, the blunt head of his cock nudging insistently at her entrance. Sasha spread herself wider in invitation and then—finally—he was sliding inside her.
They both groaned at the exquisite sensation of being joined so intimately after months of pent-up longing. Alvaro started slow but quickly found a punishing pace that had Sasha's breasts bouncing with each powerful thrust.
"Argh!" she moaned, nails digging into his shoulders.
Alvaro replied with a grunt, driving into her over and over until the car rocked on its axles from their vigorous coupling.
