[Warning: This chapter contains Explicit Mature Content]
"Do I now?" she teased, running a finger along the bridge of his nose. "Now that you've pleased every single little thing I demanded, why don't you show me a bit of how you'd like to do it your way?"
His lips lowered to those inviting peachy lips, the last of his restraint released along with the kiss.
"Remember you asked for it," he said, before pushing himself up on both hands.
His hips started picking up speed, and slow thrusts became eager pumps. Without warning, his cock slammed all the way in, hitting the deepest spot he hadn't even been trying to reach this entire time.
"Argh!" she screamed, neck arching all the way back at the sudden impact.
"As suspected, you can't take me all in," he commented flatly, though his lower body kept driving in and out of her at a maddeningly fast pace.
"Hah, hah, hah, Charles, argh!" she kept groaning and moaning, but all she was seeing was fireworks.
