Tobias’ other hand moves to my breast, squeezing it hard. I can feel his fingers digging painfully into my skin. I enjoy the pain, a distraction from the burning of my skin. His fingers never let up as they slide in and out of me. Theo’s cold hands run over my skin soothingly as they caress my overheated skin.
Pushing my hair over my shoulder, his cool lips move to my neck, light as a feather, moving down and across my shoulder making me shiver. I reach back and run my fingers through his hair. Tobias shifts below me, pulling his fingers from me before positioning himself at my entrance and slamming my hips down onto him. His hard, thick length slips between my wet folds before sinking into me deeply. I moan at the feeling of him filling me, my tight walls stretching around his large siz
