Eli Mesnikoff
"Then brace yourself, Tessa." Eli tightens his grip on her hips. "Whatever you do, don't bend your elbows."
"Okay." Tessa glances at him from over a shoulder. "I think I can handle that." She sends a wink his way.
He thrusts forward, sinking balls deep into her yielding, hot flesh.
"Oh, God." Tessa quakes in a sweet release as an orgasm takes over her body.
He figured she was close, but he didn't realize she was that close to coming.
"Damn, you feel good." He's had and enjoyed many women before, but with Tessa, it's as if he just can't get enough.
Her muscles squeeze the shaft and head of his cock, milking him. He continues to thrust, harder and faster. The heat of her body builds around him, cocooning him inside the warmth of body.
Eli rotates his hips, then speeds up the tempo, slamming his body against hers. He desires to know what she likes, and right now, all he wants to do is make her come around him again.
"Mmm . . . I like that."