Possessive Much?
“I need you, Damian. I need you..” I looked deep into his eyes, breathing the words against his lips.
He growled once again, kissed me deeply, stood up, and we tumbled to the bed. Our tongues still interlaced, and I could hear his zipper being opened. He quickly kicked away his pants and crushed my body with his. I could feel his erection rubbing against my wetness.
"So fuckin' wet," he mumbled raspily.
He positioned himself and entered me in one swift thrust, impaling me with his length, and I moaned with my neck arching.
"Fuck!" he cursed as his body stilled with his hard-on buried deep inside me.
“Baby girl, you are even tighter than I remember," he groaned.
“Damian, you are so big.. so hard..” I moaned as I felt myself stretched by his size.
“I need to go slow, Baby girl,” he whispered breathily as he began moving his hips.