Leo
Miller fucked me against the door like that with hard, powerful thrusts that made the wood creak loudly under the force and my moans echo shamelessly through the entire room. Each sharp snap of his hips sent bright sparks of intense pleasure racing up my spine in waves that left me gasping for air.
My cock dragged messily against the smooth wood with every single movement, leaking steadily and leaving shiny, wet trails behind on the surface. The angle was absolutely perfect, hitting that sweet spot inside me over and over again until my legs shook violently and my voice cracked brokenly every time I moaned his name.
No one had ever topped me before. No one but Miller was now the beautiful exception. And it felt so incredibly good that I enjoyed every single powerful thrust he gave me, my body opening up eagerly for him.
We didn't last long in that position.
