071

Eva

Lorenzo's arm wrapped around my waist like a vice, his hot breath caressing my damp neck as he drove his cock in and out of me from behind. I moaned, the pleasure bordering on pain, and my body instinctively tried to pull away, but his grip tightened, holding me firmly in place.

"Please, Lorenzo," I whimpered, my voice thick with desire. The bedsheets tangled around our entwined bodies, slipping down as his movements grew more fervent.

A low growl rumbled in his chest as he thrust faster and deeper, his body pressing against mine as if trying to merge with me. My legs trembled, my core clenching around him, and a sharp, pleasure-filled cry escaped my lips.

"Sshh!" he hissed, his hand clamping over my mouth, silencing my moans. "My mom is in the other room."

He stilled, and I nodded in understanding. In the next instant, he buried his cock inside me again, and I bit down on my lip to stifle a scream.

"Sshhh!" he warned again, his annoyance evident in his tone.

"Sorry," I whispered,