"Please, Lloyd," she whispered, her restraint crumbling. "Take me…!"
He thrust in with one smooth motion, filling her completely. Meredith gasped at the stretch, her walls gripping him tight. Lloyd groaned, starting a steady rhythm, his hips snapping forward. "Fuck, you feel so good, Meredith. Wrap your legs around my waist. Pull me deeper. Yes, like that. You feel amazing, Meredith. Good girl, Meredith. Good girl…"
His words poured out, dominant and praising, as he kissed her neck, driving into her with increasing force. She met his thrusts, lost in the sensation of him claiming her.
After several minutes, he pulled out, flipping her onto her hands and knees. "Turn around and arch your back. Show me that gorgeous ass. I'm going to fuck you from behind. Hold still and take it like a good girl." He entered her again, the new angle making her cry out as he pounded her, one hand reaching around to rub her clit. "I knew you could take me. You're a strong girl."
