DAVINA
As his voice hummed and sent tremors down my body, I pushed myself harder into him. My torn clothes were off my body in seconds, and my eyes rolled as he raised me up instead, and the next second, he slammed me hard on his dick.
"Ohh, Goddess...Shawn…!"
My screams bounced off the walls and our heads whipped to the door in that moment. My chest tightened when it was just a pin drop of silence beyond the room.
I held Shawn's thighs, eyes going wide, "Do you think they heard us?"
"What if Chris hears us?"
"Does it matter?" He tightened his grip on me, as his waist wiggled ever so smoothly. His dick glided inside me, and I arched my neck, falling back on his hard chest.
"We need to keep it slow…" I huffed.
However, he smirked, "I don't want to."
"What—"
The next second, he pulled out of me, leaving a trail of wetness down my thighs and he flipped me to the bed.
"What are you doing? Chris will—"
