Chapter 63

 Ivonne's POV

Slide in he did, he lined himself at my entrance and did in one swift calculated thrust. My body jerked at the intrusion, my head falling back as a moan left my lips.

"Fuck," he rasped as he stilled, one hand gripping my waist as he pressed me to him, our bodies joined and my feminine walls stretching to accommodate his hardness. "Should I move?"

"Hmmm," I exhaled, unable to form words as I blinked, the pleasure shooting through me trying to mess with my senses.

He took that as a yes and gradually pulled out, my feminine juices coating his long, thick length. He stopped when it was only his tip in me and pushed back in, his dick going deeper and feeling fuller than his first thrust.

"Tobias," I breathed, my back arching off the bed at the force, my right hand flying to grip his shoulder as I sat up slightly, his free palm joining the other on my waist.