~WARNING: This chapter is not an ordinary smut. It includes very explicit scenes involving more than two people. Please skip this chapter if it's something you are not comfortable with.~
Sarah's arms shot around Reagan's neck, clutching him as though her life depended on it. The sudden lift startled her, but when she turned to protest, the words died on her tongue. His eyes—dark, ravenous—cut through her. A predator staring down its prey, and she froze, caught in that dangerous hunger.
His grip was unyielding, palms locked beneath her ass, her legs dangling over the steel of his arms. And then—without warning—his cock drove into her, splitting her open in one deep thrust.
"Oh… ahh… Reagan…" The moan ripped out of her as her hands clawed up his face, dragging his mouth to hers. Their lips collided, hot and violent, as he bounced her on his length, forcing her body to move to his rhythm.
