He marched her over to one of the massive wooden pillars that held up the Spire's roof.
The wood was cool and petrified, a sharp contrast to the boiling heat of their bodies. Sol spun her around and pressed her chest against the pillar, forcing her to wrap her arms around the thick trunk for support.
"Hold on," he commanded.
He entered her from behind in one devastating plunge.
Kira let out a shriek that was muffled by the wood. The new angle allowed him to go even deeper than before, his cock hitting her cervix with a dull, heavy thud that sent white-hot sparks behind her eyes. He didn't wait for her to recover and began a jackhammer pace, his feet planted wide on the floorboards, his hands gripping her waist to anchor her against the pillar.
