Re: 2nd Floor: Beds and Couches
Emerson increased his pace at her admission, wanting to feel her release before he allowed himself his. She was beautiful like this, not that she hadn't been before. He left one hand resting on her ass, squeezing it as he thrust up inside of her harder and faster, almost pounding into her as she rode him. His brought the other hand to her breasts, groping and squeezing them as he moaned.
"Come for me," he whispered to her, looking her right in the eye as he did so.