Her body arches instinctively as he pushes inside her, filling her up in one smooth thrust. She gasps at the sensation, her fingernails digging into the desk as she tries to keep herself upright. He's so big and hard, stretching her in ways that send shards of pleasure shooting through her body. Her eyes squeze shut and tears spill down her cheeks as she feels him claiming her, marking her as his own.
Did you expect this? I thrust When you were making those jokes? I thrust again Acting like no one would notice you were serious. I thrust harder
Oh, God... I-I don't know what I expected, but this... this is so much more than I ever dreamed of. It feels so good... so right... like you were meant to be here with me, filling me up and making me feel wanted again. Please, John... please don't stop.