Book 2. Nine - Perfect match 3

Cax grabs my face between his palms and forces me to look at him.

“Fleck!” he groans. “You feel so good, so perfect around me,” he says as he moves me up and down his dick.

My nails dig into his flesh as our mouths meet in a rough kiss while he makes me ride him fast. With each powerful thrust, hi...

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