Chapter 64

Good lord, he was huge!

Cassandra mewled, trembling as she struggled to accommodate him. She could feel him stretch her. Could feel every inch, every bump, every single pulsing part of him buried in her twat.

Her eyes rolled in their sockets, and with a breathy sound, she relaxed into the bed, struggling to hold Keith’s gaze. She would do anything to see that look on his face again. The look of pure torture mixed with pleasure.

“Cassie,” He moaned. “Hades, Cassandra, ah fuck... So tight, so fucking tight.”

He withdrew, slipping almost entirely out of her, and thrust right back in. Cassandra’s cries increased with each thrust, with each movement he made. Her walls clenched around him, clinging to his shaft when he tried to pull away, threatening to milk him dry.

And he would gladly enjoy every second of it. Moreover, every single cell of his body seemed to cry. Take her. Take all of her.

He growled, hunching over her, burying his face in her neck a