Irina rolled onto her side, chest rising and falling hard as she tried to catch her breath. The sheets beneath her were still soaked from earlier. Her long dark hair stuck to her damp skin, and her full lips stayed slightly parted while soft aftershocks continued to run through her body.
Liam moved in behind her without a word.
He pressed his chest to her back and wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her flush against him. The thick length of his cock, still hard and glistening, rested between the soft cheeks of her ass for a moment before he reached down and guided it back to her entrance. He pushed in slowly from behind, sliding deep into her wet heat in one smooth stroke.
Irina's breath hitched.
"Ahh…"
