24. Luca
Chapter twenty-four
Luca
F ire spreads through me as I picture her finally meeting her release. She comes around my cock, spasming and gripping me like a vice.
I can practically feel the ache between her legs and the pinch in my sides as she squeezes her thighs around my hips. My mind paints a pretty picture and an even prettier symphony of the sounds she’d make as she cries out for me to fill her sweet cunt.
My ass clenches, and hot cum spurts out onto my stomach as I ride the wave of my release, wishing it were Samara I was coming inside of and not the palm of my calloused hand.
I haven’t even had her, and I might already be obsessed.
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