God, the strength of him... «Marriage for One»
valeriyatretyak16 мая 2022God, the strength of him holding me—it was just as powerful as his thrusts. I loosened my hold on his wrist and splayed my hand on top of his, silently telling him I wanted more pressure.
“I’ll bruise you,” he whispered.
“I want you to,” I whispered back, turning my head and pressing my forehead against his hot throat.
“Why?”
“I want everything from you, Jack, everything and more. I want you to leave a mark on me.”9
