The words were still hanging in the air, velvet-rough and laced with hunger, when Soren lifted her hips just enough to line himself up again. Eris barely had time to draw breath before he pushed back in, one long, merciless glide that seated him fully inside her swollen, dripping core.
She cried out, a broken sound swallowed instantly by his mouth as he kissed her deep and filthy, tongue stroking hers in time with the slow roll of his hips.
His hands cupped her ass, fingers sinking into soft flesh, and then he began to move her. Effortlessly. As though she weighed nothing more than a feather in his storm.
He lifted her and bounced her on his cock with controlled strength, each downward drop forcing her to take every thick inch. At the same time he thrust upward to meet her, the collision sending shocks of raw pleasure through her core.
