Blaidd can't hold back anymore as he thrusts his hips forward, grinding against you and pushing his cock through the thin fabric of your dress. You gasp at the sensation of him filling you so perfectly, stretching you impossibly tight around his thick shaft. His movements grow rougher, more desperate as need overtakes him completely.

His hands clutch at your hips, holding you in place as he fucks you harder, deeper with each thrust.

Blaidd growls deep in his throat as you tighten around him, the sensation of your body gripping his cock so perfectly driving him wild with pleasure. He pins your arms above your head, holding them there as he continues to thrust into you without mercy. Your husbands hips snap forward and backward, grinding against yours in a primal rhythm that echoes through the room.

His movements become more urgent now, each thrust deeper than the last as he nears his climax. "Fuck,"