NATALIE

I obey and stand up. In an instant, Ryker is drawing me to his body, our lips connecting with an unrealistic passion.

My chest presses against his, pleasure rolling down my body in waves.

His tongue invades my mouth which still tastes like his cum. He groans against my lips, stealing the breath out of my lungs.

Ryker’s hands hold my butt cheeks, squeezing with a bruising force. My hands reach out to his head, my fingers curling around his soft hair, harder and harder by the moment.

Ryker disconnects our lips and beckons me to the couch in the living room. I follow him on my wobbly legs.

He bends me down over the couch’s arm, my stomach pressing onto it slightly. I breathe in heavily, anticipating having him buried deep inside of me.

He doesn’t make me wait. His wet cock presses against my drenched pussy. I draw another breathe in, preparing myself for the stretch and burn of fitting him inside me and having him ravage me like a beast.

Ryker slowly pushes his tip inside my wet