“Ever since I left for college, you were all I could think about. I wanted to hear you scream my name.” His low, rough confession as he made love to her, had her head spinning.
She gasped, breathing out his name in pants.
“You’re my pretty toy, aren’t you?”
His wicked words were spinning this into a new level of eroticism that was almost too perfect. She whimpered as he changed the angle of his thrusts.
The man was a s*x god. He knew exactly what to do, how to brush her clit as he circled his hips and then changed his rhythm. It took her a moment to realize he was keeping her from coming.
“Mack, please,” she begged.
His rough chuckle only made her wetter. “My girl wants to come?”
She bit her lip and nodded frantically. “Please.”
“Come for me, baby,” he urged. and he deepened his th
