"Ah- Willia- fuck!" I cried out. "H-Harder!"
"Harder?" William panted out as he pulled his length almost completely out, then slammed his hips forward making me yelp out a startled moan at the feeling. "This hard enough for you?"
William and I didn't wait for the door to shut close before our hands were on each other. The hunger that had built up the past two weeks since Julian's arrival had us damn close to madness. Starved.
And before I knew it, I was naked and bent over his dining table, getting fucked by William and about to reach what was most likely my third orgasm for the night.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as William continued to fuck into me like I was his worst enemy. His thrusts were hard and they were blunt, like he was letting out all the pent up frustration and my body was the tool for that.
I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
