Whirlwind of Love (Alix Jacques vs Aiden Bolt)

[DSX93]

Alix choked out a groan that wasn't entirely borne of distress. That squeeze around her throat was a statement. He was in control here, all the way down to how he handled her clothed womanhood. Her input was nothing: It wasn't needed. It wasn't wanted. It might as well be non-existent.

The beast inside of him was coming out to play, and it was all she could do not to beam as Aiden indulged it. She pulled at the wrist of his choking arm, sucking in whatever oxygen he allowed. Persisted with the futile endeavor of breaking his decided stride down below. And she writhed, hips pushing more of her into his fingers with a hunger that became more real with each passing second as this delicious dominance had the whole of her supple, voluptuous body feeling flush.

"I-" Squeeze! His arm was like a puzzle piece that fit just right. "I'm...sorry!" Sorry for nothing. "Please!"