Because someone was a lure, he almost couldn’t fight off.
As her breasts bounced, he was more than happy to focus on them.
If he didn’t distract himself, he was cumming again.
And again.
Someone knew how to use her body to make him absolutely insane.
That someone was her.
His Rayna.
There was never a moment where he didn’t consider himself absolutely lucky to have her.
“Caspian!” she shouted, as she slid down his erection and his dick pummeled that one spot over and over again.
And he couldn’t speak.
She stole his breath.
His tan, wickedly wild Native woman had Caspian by the balls.
“Close,” she whispered, knowing she was barely hanging on.
“God! Me too! I’m about to cum,” he hissed between clenched teeth.
He was a man on the edge.
With one more slam down, Rayna couldn’t hold on anymore.
She.
Was.
Done.
“Caspian!” she shouted, as her world broke apart and all she could do was ride out the waves of pleasure that were overtaking her.
And he was right behind her.
“Rayna!” he roared, as his balls gave up and he took a tumble with her.
That bright explosion of lights exploded all around him, and the pleasure took over.
Caspian fell into that pleasure.
His body shook.
His heart vibrated.
And he knew.
This was his woman.
As he lay back, she cuddled into his body, and they took a few minutes to regroup before he had to go.
God.
