Chapter Nineteen
“Harder!” Demi screams, her thighs clenched so hard along my waist I fear loss of circulation in my toes.
I grind into her and her fingers grip the headboard behind her, keeping her body as stable as possible.
“Damn, how do you get better every time?” She stares up at me with lust-filled eyes and I can't hold myself back.
My hand slides to her neck, and I slam my lips to hers. Our kiss is ravenous and frantic, and we’re unable to get our fill of one another.
She clenches around my c**k, and I still inside of her, filling the condom. My lips slow, but don't leave hers, while my chest presses down on hers, my hands brushing the sweaty strands to the side. Never in my life have I come at the same time as my partner.
“So, when were you going to tell me about the dinner?”
