Alaric
Nico didn't give me a single second to adjust. The moment my hips settled fully on his lap, his thick, bare cock buried to the hilt inside my clenching heat, and he started thrusting up with raw, animalistic power.
I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, my ankles digging into the small of his back, using the leverage to lift myself and slam back down to meet every brutal upward stroke.
The wet, obscene sounds of my slick hole swallowing him echoed through the room—filthy squelches mixed with the sharp slap of sweat-damp skin on skin.
Every time he drove up, his heavy balls smacked against my ass, sending jolts of pleasure and pain radiating through my core.
"Fuck… god! Nico… slow down!" I gasped, but my body betrayed the words.
My hips rolled desperately, grinding him in tight circles before rising again, chasing the burning stretch of his cock splitting me open.
