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SHADOW

“Fuck.” He grunted out a curse as he held my hips steady, thrusting his rigid cock deep inside me.

I mewled as I felt helpless above him, watching him devouring in his own desire. The familiar pleasure rippled through my core in fast urges. My inner muscles clamped around him, making him groan loudly.

I rode his cock, preparing to come undone around him. My senses soared, overwhelmed by how much he made me feel so good.

“Califf, don’t stop!” I threw my head back. My eyes popped open, staring at the ceiling as the intensity of my pleasure became too much.

“Fucking good,” he said through gritted teeth as he sped up his plunge. Each thrust sent me to my own euphoria.

One moment I was writhing in pleasure as his hands cupped my breasts, pinching my nipples, his hand traveling down my abdomen, his finger massaging my clit as he pumped faster and harder.

My body shuddered in sweet surrender.

“Look at me as you come.” His command was my undoing as he continued pounding.

“Yes!