67: Ruthless Monster

I trembled with anticipation as I ran the tip of my arousal up and down the crevice of her backside. The intoxicating scent of our passionate encounter enveloped us, creating an atmosphere of blissful abandon. The primal desire within me surged once more, urging me to press forward and penetrate her tight entrance. With every ounce of self-control, I eased myself inside, navigating past the resistance of her muscles.

Gentleness wasn't my usual demeanor, nor did I possess a caring disposition. In fact, I was far from it. I was a ruthless individual, driven by raw desire. However, with her, I would exercise some restraint. At least to a certain extent.

A whimper escaped her lips, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure. The glistening sheen on her face captivated me, stealing my breath away. I questioned the intensity of my attraction towards this woman and the desire to lose myself in her presence. This wasn't typical behavior for me.

As the warmth of her muscles enveloped me,