The sound of our skin filled the room.
I bent over her.
“Tell me if it’s too much.”
“It’s not.”
I drove deeper.
“More.”
I gave her more.
Chrissy’s legs wrapped around me.
I caught one beneath the knee and lifted it higher.
The angle changed.
She gasped.
“There.”
I repeated the stroke.
“Yes. There.”
Her fingers tightened on my forearms. Her hair spread across the bed, and her breasts moved with every thrust.
I pressed my thumb firmly against her clit.
Chrissy’s head tipped back.
“Oh God.”
“You’re going to come for me again.”
“Yes.”
I fucked her harder.
I held the pressure there.
Her pussy tightened around me.
I felt every pulse.
“Look at me.”
Her eyes opened.
“Tell me what you want.”
“You.”
“You have me.”
Her fingers dug into my arms.