Liam suddenly lifted her.
"Let's go somewhere better," he said, voice low and rough.
He stood from the chair in one smooth motion, keeping his cock buried deep inside her the entire time. Irina's arms locked around his neck and her legs stayed wrapped tightly around his waist as he carried her through the quiet house. Every step made his thick length shift inside her, dragging against her sensitive walls and pulling soft, broken sounds from her throat.
"Ahh… haaah…"
He pushed the door to her room open with his shoulder and carried her straight to the bed. The moment her back touched the mattress he followed her down, still buried to the hilt. Irina's legs tightened around his waist. She pulled his head down until her lips were against his ear.
"Fuck the sanity out of me," she whispered.
The words lit something raw in him.
Liam pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in with a hard, deep thrust that made the bed creak. Irina's mouth fell open.
"Ahhh—!"
