Ivy's climax ripped through her, her body clenching around him so hard she saw stars behind her eyelids. She cried out, nails sinking into his shoulders, her hips jerking as every nerve in her body lit up.
"Fuck—fuck, that's it, baby," Winn groaned. He pulled her tight against him, his own rhythm faltering as she pulsed around him. "Jesus!"
She buried her face in his neck, gasping his name over and over, trembling in his arms.
Winn's hands were brutal on her hips, guiding her, forcing her to keep riding him. His eyes locked onto hers when she finally lifted her head, wet strands of hair sticking to her flushed cheeks. The intensity in his gaze pinned her down harder than his grip.
"You want me to lose it inside you?"
Her lips trembled. "Yes."
Winn snarled and slammed up into her, his cock driving deep, hitting a spot that made her scream. His head fell back, teeth gritted, and then he was gone—his body shuddering violently as release overtook him.
