Chapter 22
LUKE
Aspen riding my dick was the prettiest fucking sight I’d ever seen. She was tight as fuck and dripping wet. And she was the least inhibited thing ever. Rolling her hips, working herself on me to find her pleasure. It was so fucking sexy.
Even with the condom, I wasn’t going to last. She felt so fucking good. So perfect.
So I grabbed the bottom of her dress, pushed it up and over her head, then latched onto one of her nipples through the lace of her bra.
I thrust up into her, filling her. Making her mine as she came all over me. Her walls clenched and milked and squeezed as if it never wanted to let my dick go.
She thought this was fake? No fucking way. I’d never felt anything so real.
So… FUCK. I was going to c–I CAME.