Quinn gritted her teeth as his c*ck glided painfully against her tight walls. It hurt…but the pain was delightful.

It for one gave her legs a hard time keeping up, and it fervently flooded her insides, giving her pleasure beyond knowledge. Her trembling hands fell against his chest, scraping his soft skin as she gritted out his name. “Z-Zayd…”

“Yes, little red…?” He grabbed onto her wrists, keeping her hands still. “It’s not even half-way in…are you sure you ...