Caspian lifted her effortlessly onto the edge of the sleek metal console. He reached for the band of her trousers and shoved it, along with her underwear down past her hips in one smooth, aggressive tug, exposing her thighs to the chilled air before the suffocating heat of his body crowded her back in.
He stared at her pussy. It was already dripping with the anticipation of getting filled and it sent a violently surge down to his cock, making him throb.
With a low groan, Caspian freed his cock from his pants as well. His massive, black-scaled cock thrummed with a heavy, pulsing heat.
Hana's thighs parted instinctively, her knees hooking high over his broad hips to anchor herself against his immense frame.
Caspian reached his hand over her thigh, gripping the soft flesh of her hip until his grip left white marks against her skin. He leaned down, his face inches from hers, breathing hard.
