COHEN
"I want you," Ellie moaned into my mouth.
Nothing had ever sounded so sweet.
I should stop. I needed to stop.
But I was too far gone, and she was begging for it.
I sat up and tore her shorts from her body before yanking my boxers down my legs and leaning back over her again.
Her chocolate brownie scent filled my nose and my body became intensely in tune with every inch of her. I could feel her blood pumping through her veins where our bare skin touched. I could feel her heart beating a rapid beat in her chest as her chest rose and fell with ragged pants.
Her legs wrapped around me, and I slid a hand from her knee to her thick a*s. I squeezed. It was plump and perfect.
Everything about her was perfect.
"Please," she begged.
I couldn’t stand it. She was mine.
I gripped my c*ck and lined myself up with her, but Ellie was impatient.
She tilted her hips, and I slid in just a hair.
It was too much.
I slammed home into her wet heat and snarled out a moan.