Wet slaps echoed through the open air. The stars above them were still. The moon watched silently. The only sounds were Reva's moans and the sharp breaths Xavier couldn't hold in.
She rode him like she owned him.
Her breasts bounced with every thrust, and her body moved with unnatural flexibility, hips rolling, arching back, moaning louder and louder. She leaned forward, kissed him again, and whispered—
"Harder~ Grab me~ Use me~"
Xavier growled, flipped her over onto her back against the grass, and slammed into her from above.
Reva cried out in pure pleasure.
Her legs wrapped around his waist. Her hands clawed at his back. His cock pistoned in and out of her dripping pussy, their bodies slamming together with animal intensity. Faster. Deeper.
She came once—her walls clenching violently around him, her mouth wide open in a silent scream.
Then again—her nails drawing blood down his back.
And again—as Xavier pounded her harder, never slowing, never giving her time to breathe.
