Caressing his neck, she could barely hold onto him. His skin was covered in sweat.

Beads of sweat rolled down his Adam’s apple and dripped on where their private parts were joined with each other. A puddle had collected on the floor, painting a sultry picture.

She moaned and said, “Take it easy, Mason!”

He couldn’t!

With that said, he cared about her feelings. Gripping her arms, he wrapped them around his hips. Slowing down a little, he lowered his head and stared at her. Then, he made her