Sophia's Point Of View
I barely had time to catch my breath before he took full control, his grip firm, his rhythm relentless. Every powerful thrust made me cry out, my back slamming against the cold stone wall as he pounded into me with raw, unfiltered need.
"Oh God.." I whimpered, legs shaking, hands clutching at his shoulders like a lifeline.
His fingers slipped down between us, rubbing and circling, sending lightning through my spine. I shattered again, body convulsing around him, but he didn't stop.
"You wanted this, right?" he growled against my ear, voice thick with dominance and hunger. "You missed this cock so bad, didn't you?"
Thrust.
"You wanted to feel me again."
Thrust.
His words were fire against my skin, each syllable tearing through me like sin and salvation all at once.
