"You want it that bad, huh?" I asked, curling my fingers deeper inside her and pumping faster. My smirk was wide; I could feel how soaked she was, her juices coating my hand, running down my wrist. The room filled with the wet *shap-shap-shap* of my fingers slamming in and out, her pussy making sloppy, needy sounds.
"Y-yes… I'm losing it," Elizabeth panted, trying to smirk back but failing as her whole body started shaking. Her thighs quivered, toes curling into the sheets. Her hips bucked up hard, chasing my hand like she couldn't get enough.
I pressed my thumb against her clit, rubbing fast circles while my fingers curled and stroked inside her. "That's it, baby. Let go. I wanna see you fall apart."
She whimpered, head thrown back, blonde hair sticking to her sweaty neck. "I—I can't… it's too much…"
"You can," I said, voice low and rough. "I won't stop till you squirt for me. Show me how good it feels."
