Eva's moans dissolved into breathless whimpers as Jace's thrusts turned punishing.
The bedframe rattled against the wall with every snap of his hips, thud-thud-thud, a frantic rhythm that matched the pulse hammering where their bodies joined.
"Fuck—Jace—!" Her voice broke as his cock speared deeper, the angle making her see stars.
He didn't answer. Couldn't. Every nerve was alight, the vice-like grip of her around him, the damp heat of her back pressed against his chest, the way her thighs trembled when he hit, just there.
His arm tightened around her waist, hauling her closer as he drove into her harder.
The obscene sound of their coupling drowning out everything else. Eva's fingers scrabbled at the sheets, her hips canting back desperately to meet his thrusts.
"You feel that?" Jace gritted out, his breath scorching her neck. "How deep I am?"
Eva could only nod, her words stolen by another brutal stroke.
