She made a soft, startled sound that quickly melted into a moan as he dragged her hips up. The position left her open and exposed. He didn't bother with softness this time.
Victor lined himself up and thrust back into her in one hard stroke, burying every thick inch to the hilt. The wet heat of her body clenched around him immediately.
A low, rough sound left his throat as he set a brutal pace—long, powerful drives that forced her forward into the sheets with every impact. The wet slap of skin against skin filled the quiet villa bedroom.
"Fuck—" she gasped, fingers twisting in the bedding.
He didn't slow. One hand stayed locked on the back of her neck while the other gripped her hip hard enough to bruise, yanking her back onto his cock with every thrust. The angle let him go deeper, grinding against the front wall of her cunt until her moans turned sharp and broken.
