…Tristan left Erika little room for defense. His cock was too powerful. Ramming into her over and over again, pulling her orgasm closer… closer…“NO!” she screamed. “NOT LIKE THIS! NOT… OHGOD… LIKE THIS…”
“Yes,” he said. “Like this. On your knees. Worshiping me like you should.”
“You fucker!” she shouted. “I’ll never… faawwwwwwggghhhhh!!!!”
Her orgasm burst through her voice, knocking her face down to the mattress, hair spilling over her face. Erika’s body collapsed. Two orgasms—both more powerful than anything she’d felt before—had nearly destroyed her…