Ross started slowly at first, each thrust deliberate and measured, as if savoring the sensation of being inside her all over again. His hand moved to her thigh, lifting her leg to create a better angle.
The shift allowed him to sink even deeper, and the new position made Gwen shudder as fresh waves of sensation coursed through her.
Ross's pace began to pick up, his thrusts growing harder and faster until the sound of their bodies colliding filled the room. Gwen's breath hitched, her fingers clutching at the sheets as her whole world tilted under the force of his movements.
"Haaahhhh…" she moaned, her voice finally breaking through the silence.
"You're too much, Ross!" she gasped, her voice trembling with a mix of frustration and raw need.
Ross chuckled darkly, his hand gripping her hip to hold her steady as he pounded into her. "Too much? Or just enough?" he teased, his voice a low growl against her ear.