Haruto didn't hold back as his thrusts became more forceful, each movement sending jolts of pleasure through Asuka's trembling body.
Her nails dug into the table's surface as she arched her back, her breasts rising and falling in rhythm with his relentless pace.
"Damn, you're tight," Haruto groaned, his hands gripping her hips firmly as he pulled her closer with every thrust as her pussy clamping down on his cock, sucking him deeper.
Asuka's breath hitched, her lips parting as she cried out, "Haruto! Don't stop… right there!"
Her voice was high-pitched, trembling with ecstasy as she clung to the table, her legs quivering against his strong shoulders.
Haruto smirked. "I wasn't planning on stopping," he teased, leaning down slightly to shift the angle of his thrusts.
The new position made Asuka gasp sharply, her nails clawing desperately at the polished wood beneath her.