Summer's only answer was a soft, broken whimper as her lashes fluttered, half-lidded and dazed.
Gideon did not stop. He rolled his hips in a slow drag, savouring the way her cunt kept fluttering and sucking him deeper with every wet pulse of slick that spilled around his cock.
One hand stayed firm on the curve of her hip, not bruising, but heavy enough to pin her in place while her body stayed weak and trembling, almost boneless beneath him.
His free hand returned to her breast, cupping the soft weight roughly before tugging at the stiffened peak.
Her back arched off the sheets with a sharp little cry, his name spilling from her lips in a helpless moan.
"Hngg… Gi-Gideon, let me breathe, please… hahhh… it's too much…"
He answered by snapping his hips forward, burying every thick inch until the head of his cock kissed her cervix. Her eyes rolled, body convulsing in another full-body shudder.
"AHHH—so cruellll…" she sobbed, voice cracking.
