55 - Eva.

Oak groans, adjusting his position between my thighs. The head of his cock rests at my soaking wet entrance.

All I can think about is how he raced to my aid in those ruins. My knight in shining armor, despite the danger it posed to him if he were caught.

"I can never get enough of you," Oak says before thrusting deep inside of me.

I claw my fingertips into his back, trying to anchor myself on the edge of the small wooden desk. It's hard to believe that this man wants me.

Oak growls ferociously as he increases the tempo. His huge, powerful hands gripping my hips in a way I know will leave bruises. Every time this man takes me, he leaves marks on my skin that linger as a reminder of him, etched into my skin for days.

"I wish we could remain like this forever," I breathe, as Oak's body rams into mine repeatedly. "I want your cock in me all day, every day."

He groans, pressing his forehead to mine. "So do I, baby girl." He digs his fingertips into my hips, spreading a biting pain through