Ivan grunted at Daniella's bold attempt to capture his mouth, but refused to yield to her advances, maintaining control by gripping her wrists firmly.
"Hmph, still trying to get ahead with tricks and kisses eh?" Ivan growled, slamming his hips down harder against her.
He reveled in Daniella's desperate whimpers and the tight clasp of her legs around his waist. His thrusts intensified, relentless and punishing in their ferocity.
"Moan for me instead, baby," Ivan snarled, biting at Daniella's jaw as he dominated her willing, though inexperienced body.
He relished the friction, her petite frame quaking from the intensity of his rough assault. He fucked her senseless, wanting to her to whimpering, clinging mess beneath him with no chance to fight back.