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Her pussy clenched around his fingers as pleasure crashed through her, her cries breaking into helpless gasps.
But he didn’t stop.
He kept going—stroking, licking, drawing out every shudder, every gasp, every plea, wringing every last aftershock from her body until she was begging, whimpering, too sensitive to bear it.
Only then did he finally pull away, watching her with dark satisfaction.
She barely had time to catch her breath before he flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up so she was on her knees, her face pressed into the mattress. He spanks her booty, loving how her cheeks jiggle. Her hiss so sexy, driving him crazy.
A low growl rumbled in his chest as he positioned himself behind her. Then, he drove into her in one brutal thrust, his hands gripping her waist hard enough to leave bruises. Big. Thick. Fucking hard. His girth stretching her walls.
Tara’s cry was swallowed by the sheets as Adi set a brutal pace, his grip on her hips keeping her exactly where he wanted. She screamed, her body still pulsing from the aftershocks of her release, but he didn’t slow.
The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, raw and unrestrained. His fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head back just enough to make her back arch, giving him complete control. Every thrust sent pleasure shooting through her, leaving her breathless, undone.
"Fuck," he groaned, head thrown back. "You're so fucking tight."
She sobbed his name, overwhelmed, lost in the haze of pure pleasure.
One of his hands tangled in her hair, yanking her head back as he slammed into her harder.
"Come for me again," he growled into her ear. "I want to feel you squeeze my cock."
She was already there, pleasure spiraling out of control as he angled his hips just right, hitting that perfect spot over and over.
Her body locked up, her walls clenching around him as another orgasm tore through her.
"That's it," he groaned.
With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself deep, his body shuddering as he emptied inside her, his grip on her tightening like he never wanted to let go.
For a while, neither of them moved, their breaths mingling, their bodies still tangled together, Adi still buried inside her.
A moment later, Adi pulled out, reached up, untying the silk from her wrists, rubbing the red marks his restraint had left behind.
He pressed a kiss to the inside of her wrist, his voice rough but teasing.
"You survived," he teased.
She laughed weakly, still trying to catch her breath. "Barely."
He smirked, rolling onto his back and pulling her into his chest, his fingers lazily tracing over her damp skin.
Tara kisses his chest, hugging him, instinctively slides her leg up between his thighs, rubbing his crotch. She gently strokes him, gasps, as his cock goes semi hard instantly. He was a beast, alright. One that she had awakened.
She chuckled at the thought.
“Think you can handle round two?”
Tara, still catching her breath, smirked. “Try me.”
The hunger, insatiable. Like it was never enough. Tara rolled onto him. They kissed. Her hands memorizing the hard planes of his chest. Their hands slowly exploring. Teasing.
They were so lost in each other, that they hardly noticed the sound of the door opening.
"Fuck," a deep voice murmured from the doorway.
Adi’s best friend stood there, frozen, his gaze locked on the scene before him. Tara’s dazed eyes met the reflection in the mirror across the room. Their eyes locked.
"You should leave," Adi said, his voice rough - there was no real command in it—only challenge. His hands holding her hips, making her grind on him.
A slow smirk spread across his friend’s lips as notices Tara checking him out, biting her lower lip. He stepped inside, unbuckling his belt as he shut the door behind him.
"Or," he said, his voice low, filled with dark amusement, "I could stay and make this even more fun."
Her pussy clenched around his fingers as pleasure crashed through her, her cries breaking into helpless gasps.
But he didn’t stop.
He kept going—stroking, licking, drawing out every shudder, every gasp, every plea, wringing every last aftershock from her body until she was begging, whimpering, too sensitive to bear it.
Only then did he finally pull away, watching her with dark satisfaction.
She barely had time to catch her breath before he flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up so she was on her knees, her face pressed into the mattress. He spanks her booty, loving how her cheeks jiggle. Her hiss so sexy, driving him crazy.
A low growl rumbled in his chest as he positioned himself behind her. Then, he drove into her in one brutal thrust, his hands gripping her waist hard enough to leave bruises. Big. Thick. Fucking hard. His girth stretching her walls.
Tara’s cry was swallowed by the sheets as Adi set a brutal pace, his grip on her hips keeping her exactly where he wanted. She screamed, her body still pulsing from the aftershocks of her release, but he didn’t slow.
The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, raw and unrestrained. His fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her head back just enough to make her back arch, giving him complete control. Every thrust sent pleasure shooting through her, leaving her breathless, undone.
"Fuck," he groaned, head thrown back. "You're so fucking tight."
She sobbed his name, overwhelmed, lost in the haze of pure pleasure.
One of his hands tangled in her hair, yanking her head back as he slammed into her harder.
"Come for me again," he growled into her ear. "I want to feel you squeeze my cock."
She was already there, pleasure spiraling out of control as he angled his hips just right, hitting that perfect spot over and over.
Her body locked up, her walls clenching around him as another orgasm tore through her.
"That's it," he groaned.
With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself deep, his body shuddering as he emptied inside her, his grip on her tightening like he never wanted to let go.
For a while, neither of them moved, their breaths mingling, their bodies still tangled together, Adi still buried inside her.
A moment later, Adi pulled out, reached up, untying the silk from her wrists, rubbing the red marks his restraint had left behind.
He pressed a kiss to the inside of her wrist, his voice rough but teasing.
"You survived," he teased.
She laughed weakly, still trying to catch her breath. "Barely."
He smirked, rolling onto his back and pulling her into his chest, his fingers lazily tracing over her damp skin.
Tara kisses his chest, hugging him, instinctively slides her leg up between his thighs, rubbing his crotch. She gently strokes him, gasps, as his cock goes semi hard instantly. He was a beast, alright. One that she had awakened.
She chuckled at the thought.
“Think you can handle round two?”
Tara, still catching her breath, smirked. “Try me.”
The hunger, insatiable. Like it was never enough. Tara rolled onto him. They kissed. Her hands memorizing the hard planes of his chest. Their hands slowly exploring. Teasing.
They were so lost in each other, that they hardly noticed the sound of the door opening.
"Fuck," a deep voice murmured from the doorway.
Adi’s best friend stood there, frozen, his gaze locked on the scene before him. Tara’s dazed eyes met the reflection in the mirror across the room. Their eyes locked.
"You should leave," Adi said, his voice rough - there was no real command in it—only challenge. His hands holding her hips, making her grind on him.
A slow smirk spread across his friend’s lips as notices Tara checking him out, biting her lower lip. He stepped inside, unbuckling his belt as he shut the door behind him.
"Or," he said, his voice low, filled with dark amusement, "I could stay and make this even more fun."
The end........... Or maybe not.
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