Grossed out? (R-18)

"Uck... uckk... Cassian..." Lucy gasped, her voice breaking as her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't even muster a moan, her body trembling so intensely with each upward thrust of Cassian's hips that it seemed to forget how to function. Cassian, reveling in the sight before him, couldn't suppress his smirk as he admired her from behind.

He kept her hips elevated, her soft, round buttocks high in the air, the perfect angle to control every inch of his movements. His length stretched her fully, the snug warmth enveloping him like a vice, and he made sure to keep the connection deep as he withdrew only slightly. Then, with a deliberate slam, he drove himself back inside, his hips meeting her with a wet, resounding impact. Her plush cheeks rippled with each thrust, the jiggle hypnotic, a rhythm of its own as the force sent waves through her soft flesh.