I didn't give her time to think. I didn't give the night a single fucking breath.
With a brutal, unhurried thrust of my hips, I drove my thick, veined cock straight into her dripping cunt, burying myself to the hilt in one devastating stroke. The swollen head forced her swollen folds apart with heavy resistance, stretching her wide inch by inch until my pelvis slammed against hers, balls smacking tight to her ass.
The stretch was pure violent friction—scalding, impossibly tight, molten silk strangling every ridge and vein.
Celestine's head cracked back against the cold metal base of the beach shower with a loud metallic thunk. A sharp, choked gasp died in her throat. Her mouth fell open in a perfect, silent O as the feral predator mask shattered. Those black eyes blew wide, eyebrows shooting up, every tendon in her neck standing out like cables. Raw, unfiltered shock ripped across her luminous face.
