Bianca
Tyler brushed his tip against my entrance, making my hips jerk up as if I was jolted by a buzz of electricity, electric pleasure flowing through my veins.
People talk a lot about mates and tingles, but they never say that when your mate touches you all the way down there, the tingles are stronger, magic, and something between a vibrator and the way to heaven.
He pushed his head into me, and I felt my flesh stretching a little. I felt like a virgin again, Madonna would be proud.
But I wanted more. It hurt good.
“Give it all to me,” I moaned, rolling my hips. I was a hot mess, and so was Dawn rolling in my head.
Tyler chuckled and took my lips in his, thrusting all the way in and impaling me deliciously. My hips jerked up again as I held firmly onto him and rocked my hips
