Love, Utley (Love Letters #1)

88. Maddox

EIGHTY-EIGHT

Fuck. Me. This woman is a siren.

My balls tighten.

I place one hand on the desk and lean over my girl. “Remember.” I press the head of my dick right where she’ll take me. “No screaming.”

She nods, and I slam my hips forward.

Hannah’s neck strains, and her mouth flies open.

Her pussy stretches around me, and her eyes clamp shut.

But she doesn’t make a sound.