Chapter 66

21. Finding Lust Again

“Oh my goodness, you motherfucker.” She cussed, getting used to the fullness inside her as it expanded her walls.

Biting her lower lips, she slowly rocked her hips, getting in touch with the rhythm of their movement.

“I want that soft meat slapping down my cock, sugar girl, like a motherfucker. My own, motherfucker.” He sassed, repeating her favorite slang word as he flattened his palm against the walls, giving her the free rein as usual.

Moreover, stimulation came with Joe's trust, the carnal type of trust that encouraged her to take him however she wanted and bring him to his zenith.

The trust that made her core tighten up at the sensation of being in charge of his orgasm at that moment.

Digging her nails into his wound, she kept eye contact with him as his jaw went rigid with the sting of her touch, and she started moving up and down at a slow, unhurried pace.

Meanwhile, continuous sounds of moist skin mashing