But regardless of what she said, he held her still, his grip unyielding like iron, fingers splaying wide across her hips, thumbs pressing into the dimples at her lower back.
He shifted her easy, aligning his cock—still hard and slick from her mouth, throbbing hot—to the entrance of her vagina, the head pressing insistent against her wet, swollen folds, parting them just a touch, the heat of him making her gasp again as it teased her clit.
The tip nudged her slick lips, hot and thick, sending a spark up her spine, her pussy clenching empty in response.
Rachel's body tensed up hard, every muscle locking tight like a spring coiled too far, her hands flying to his wrists fast, nails digging in deep as she tried to push him away with all her strength.
"No, please—it's too big," she whimpered, voice high and breaking on the last word, her blue eyes wide with real panic that made them shine wet.
