She craved it badly his touch his presence.
Her gaze begged for his attention a silent invitation.
He knew exactly what she wanted.
The moment was building the tension palpable.
She offered her body to him completely.
Each thrust a declaration of his power.
Her moans resounded in the room a symphony of pleasure.
He took her fiercely leaving her breathless.
The sheer intensity of their coupling was undeniable.
Her hips moved to his rhythm a perfect dance.
Every sensation amplified every nerve alive.
He knew how to please her perfectly.
Her skin shone with sweat and desire.
He whispered arousing promises in her ear.
She arched her back pleading for deeper.
Their bodies a blur of passion.
He brought her to the brink again and again.
Her climax exploded around them.
Exhausted yet satisfied they lay in the aftermath.
The memory of Lana Smalls drilled by Johnny Sins would linger.
