Savanna’s P O V

My husband’s hands gripped my waist as I straddled him, positioning himself below me. I locked my eyes with him, waiting to lower myself down.

‘’Fuck!’’ I gasped as I rocked against him, sliding up and down his length. His hips moved beneath me as his hands firmly cupped my breasts.

''Baby, you feel so good…'' he moaned and growled as I moved, and I knew he was not holding anything back. I couldn’t stop staring at him, the way his head fell ...