Devon's hand shot out like a striking cobra, grabbing her wrist in a vise-like grip that made her gasp sharply, her eyes widening with a mix of shock and ecstatic hunger, yanking her closer until her bountiful breasts smashed flush against his chest, her rock-hard nipples poking through the thin fabric like eager daggers against his shirt, the soft, pillowy flesh compressing against his hard pecs.
"You want it that bad?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous, laced with a predatory edge that made her thick thighs clench together, her pussy flooding with fresh, slick wetness that trickled down her inner legs. "Fine, I'll ruin that greedy hole of yours until you're sobbing for more."
