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 look at him.

Pressing against her lips, he talked dirty to her, “Look at me, Zoe. I want you to look at me. Turn me on more and make it feel all the better for me.”

She couldn’t do it.

She didn’t dare to look at him, let alone when his manhood slipped in and out of her. Sometimes, a lady’s pride and reluctant acceptance act like an aphrodisiac for a man. It was enough to make him go crazy.

More to the point, it had been a long time since he had had sex with her. What they did last night