Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty Five

Need ploughed through her, heightened by the pressure of his groin pressing against her swollen clit and her desperation to feel him move.

"Fuck me, Daniel". After another teeth grinding moment, he pulled out and slammed back in. Her eyes rolled, every inch of her body steeped in bliss as he fucked her.

She revelled in Daniel's every groan, every kick of her heart and every push towards that rarely attained peak of sexual fulfilment.

Even when his fingers dug into her hips a little too forcefully, when his thrusts grew frenzied, she welcomed the tinge of pain along with the pleasure because she knew her pleasure was his goal.

She wrapped her arms around him, kissed him deeper, threw her hips up to meet his thrust, giving and giving as much as he was giving her.

Daniel dropped forward, pressing his hard body into hers, his fingers spiking into her hair. "Are you close, Emma?" he breathed against her lips.