“Please stop,” she begged.
Hans clenched his fists into tight balls on both sides of her head as her words washed over him. His need for her was so strong he could barely think.
Fuck!!!
He wanted her so so bad.
Her p***y was wet and hot against his hard c**k. Her n*****s were hard as pebbles poking his chest.
His fingers itched to bury themselves in the mass of her hair and pull her close, just to feel her lips touch the space where his shoulder met his neck. He needed her close. Closer than they already were.
A yearning so deep filled him.
He needed….
I need you, baby…
Hans groaned as the words filled his mind. They sounded forlorn as though they’ve been wrenched from deep inside him. As if she was something more to him.
Something… like…it felt like… Hans shook his
