A cry left her lips when he rammed his hips forward, sheathing his c*ck inside of her. The pain the intrusion came with felt like it could rip her apart, and yet the feeling of being full amazed her.
Her green eyes rolled to the very back of her head and her toes curled into the mattress as he leaned down, resting his lips so close to her ears. “Don’t relax yet, little red…I’m not even half-way in.”
His hips retracted, and Quinn moaned brokenly when he thrust back inside, going even deeper than he did the first time. Her walls quivered around his thick and lengthy c*ck, her body shaking as pleasure tore like a flood through her; a flood of fervent waters that burnt away her worries and soaked her in the feel of his touch.
Tears broke free from the corners of her eyes, her weak knees
