The friction was intense, her clit grinding against his pubic bone with every motion.
Faster now, Jorghan pounded into her, his hands gripping her hips for leverage, fingers digging into her pale red flesh. The stone beneath them was unforgiving, but it only added to the rawness—the slight bite of pain mixing with ecstasy.
He leaned down, sucking on her neck, leaving love bites that marked her as his. Sarhita's legs tightened, her inner muscles clenching rhythmically, milking him.
"I'm... close," she whimpered, her golden eyes locking onto his handsome face, sweat-damp black hair falling into his eyes.
"Come for me," he commanded, one hand sliding between them to rub her clit in circles.
That pushed her over the edge—her body convulsed, pussy spasming around his massive cock, waves of orgasm crashing through her.
"JORGHANN!!!"
She screamed his name, the sound carrying over the dunes, her juices flooding around him.
