บท 104: Figure In A Corner

The effect was immediate. Her body shattered under the force of each thrust, each one more intense than the last. His pace was brutal, unrelenting, and she tried to match his rhythm, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as he drove into her with reckless abandon. She swore he was rearranging her inside with each powerful thrust.

Has she always been this shameless? But how could she be blamed when he was this good? Every movement, every slam against her, sent her spiraling into a pleasure so intense, it coiled within her like a spring, ready to snap.

The room was filled with their sounds — her breathless moans, his deep, guttural groans, and the unmistakable rhythm of their bodies coming together. The echo of their lovemaking bounced off the walls, intensifying the heat between them.

Even as Esme reached the peak of pleasure, he didn't stop, neither did his pace slow down, driving her deeper into the sensation overwhelming her.