He kissed her hard with their tongues tangling while he fucked her in short, brutal strokes. Her heels dug into his lower back, urging him deeper.
"Harder," she begged against his mouth. "I can take it."
West obliged, gripping her thighs and driving into her with enough force to make the mirror rattle. Her pussy clenched around him, fluttering as an orgasm built fast.
He reached between them, circling her clit with his thumb and she came with a broken cry, squirting juices around his cock and dripping onto the floor.
He proceeded to lift her off the sink entirely, holding her up with both hands under her ass while he bounced her on his shaft. Her arms looped around his neck while her nails dug into his shoulders as gravity forced her down onto every inch. The new position let him grind against her cervix with each drop, sending sparks of pleasure-pain through her.
"West—oh god—I'm gonna—"
