Abigail
"Amen to that," I grinned, all sweaty and panting from my earlier orgasm but ready to go.
I lowered myself onto him slowly, my hands bracing on his broad shoulders, fingers digging into the hard, sexy muscle there. The head of his huge cock nudged against my entrance, still slick and sensitive from his mouth and my orgasm.
My eyes rolled back as I sank down on his dick, inch by inch, feeling his cock stretch my pussy open until he was buried to the hilt and I could feel him throbbing against my walls.
"Oh god," I gasped, my forehead falling forward to rest against his. "Finnegan, you feel so good."
His hands slid up my thighs, over my hips, settling at my waist. "Look at me," he whispered tenderly. "Abigail, look at me."
I lifted my head and our eyes met. His green eyes were soft and filled with love, making my chest ache with sweetness.
