"If you feel any pain…" he started to say.
"Luca… shut up and fuck me," she ordered.
He paused for a heartbeat, drinking in her words, then let a dark chuckle escape him.
"You're a fucking slut," he muttered, his lips brushing against her ear as he leaned closer.
He slid his cock inside her, the slow, steady pace intentional at first, testing, savoring.
Her moans filled the room, rising around him, dizzying him with their rawness.
Each movement became harder, faster, driven by desire he could no longer contain.
On his next thrust, he rammed into her with force, drawing the most delicious sound from her lips.
The intensity built between them, until control was impossible.
His pace lacked rhythm now, as her ass bounced beneath him. He licked his lips, eyes dark with need, smacking her ass. His hands roamed freely, fondling her. "I want to fuck you in the ass so bad," he groaned. "But I don't have any fucking tools here," he admitted, frustration edging his words.
