He gave her the minute.
Then he pulled out just far enough for the thick rush of cum to pour out of her in a heavy, wet gush that soaked the sheets between her thighs. Elizabeth moaned at the sudden emptiness, hips lifting, chasing him.
"Don't—"
"Quiet." He flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up until she was on her knees with her chest pressed to the mattress, and slammed back into her in one brutal stroke.
The wet slap of his hips against her ass cracked through the room like a whip.
"Ahhh—fuck—Aiden—!"
"That's it. Louder." He set a savage pace, the wet smack of skin on skin rapid and filthy. Every thrust forced more of their combined mess to squelch out around his cock and run down the backs of her thighs in thick white rivers.
"Listen to that cunt. So fucking ruined. So open. Take it. Take every fucking inch."
