Women Seeking Women #60 - Scene 4

He teased her open with two fingers, then sank in slow enough to feel every tremor. She gripped his shoulders and arched, hungry, when he replaced his hand with the thick head of his cock. One hard thrust buried him to the hilt. She gasped, legs locked around his hips, and he began to drive—short, punishing strokes that made the mattress bounce and her breasts shake against his chest. Sweat slid down his spine. Her nails carved red lines across his back. He reached between them, thumb circling her swollen clit, and she clenched so tight it almost hurt. With a raw curse he spilled inside her, hips jerking, the pulse of release dragging her over the edge too.