"Come on daddy, yes, fuck me like that," Angela moaned, begging him to go faster. She felt his cock deep inside her, hitting all the right places. He was not just big but long, and though it hurt at first, the pain soon melted into pleasure. The way he filled her made her body crave more with every thrust.
His hands roamed over her breasts, squeezing her nipples before moving to her mouth. His fingers slipped in, muffling her moans, while his other hand yanked her hair back, forcing her against him as if he could never get enough. She loved it—the mix of pain and pleasure, the way he controlled her body.
He was wild, relentless, and still cold in a way that unsettled her. His moans stayed locked away as he pounded her from behind, harder and faster, until her body shook and her release tore through her, leaving her trembling and undone.
"Fuck," she gasped when he finally pulled his hand from her mouth, slowing only a little.
"Say something nice," he whispered, pulling out of her.
