Chapter 55

As Jo began to thrust, he murmured filthy words in her ear, telling her how she felt around him, how tight she was, and how good she made him feel. He kept his hand behind her back to keep he in position while she was riding on top of him, her hair leaning to the side, and she left marks on his neck as she cried out.

She gasped at his dirty talk and ran her hands through his hair, gripping it hard as she moaned and writhed beneath him. Their bodies were slick with sweat, and the smell of their lovemaking permeated the room. Each of his thrusts elicited a deep moan from her, and her pleasure fueled him.

He gritted his teeth, muttering filthy obscenities as he took her harder, driving himself deeper and deeper into her core. Each thrust was imbued with a primal force, a raw longing he could no longer contain. He wanted to own her, to claim her as his, he tried to be gentle after all he did promise her he would try.

“Princess, baby, you feel so damn good” His