Whatever Gavin was, rough and hard were not accurate descriptors for him. But eager to please certainly was, and here in the grass under the sun, buried up to the hilt inside the woman he loved most in the world, he was currently willing to do anything she asked.
So he braced himself - one hand straining and clenching into the ground below him, the other gripping tightly to the flesh of her thigh, and he gave her exactly what she asked for. He thrust, as hard as the angle would allow him, a strangled gasp leaving him, and then he thrust again.
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"Now good and hard. Please, vhenan, Gavin..."
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Whatever Gavin was, rough and hard were not accurate descriptors for him. But eager to please certainly was, and here in the grass under the sun, buried up to the hilt inside the woman he loved most in the world, he was currently willing to do anything she asked.
So he braced himself - one hand straining and clenching into the ground below him, the other gripping tightly to the flesh of her thigh, and he gave her exactly what she asked for. He thrust, as hard as the angle would allow him, a strangled gasp leaving him, and then he thrust again.