[Warning: This chapter contains Explicit Mature Content]
"Do I now?" Kaija teased, running a finger along the bridge of his nose. "Now that you've pleased every single little thing I demanded, why don't you show me a bit of how you'd like to do it your way?"
Charles's lips lowered to her inviting peachy lips, the last of his restraint released along with the kiss. "Remember you asked for it," he said, before pushing himself up on both hands.
His hips started picking up speed, and slow thrusts became eager pumps. Without warning, his length slammed all the way in, hitting the deepest spot he hadn't even been trying to reach this entire time.
"Argh!" Kaija screamed, neck arching all the way back at the sudden impact.
"As suspected, you can't take me all in," Charles commented flatly, though his lower body kept driving in and out of her at a maddeningly fast pace.
"Hah, hah, hah, Charles, argh!" Kaija kept groaning and moaning, but all she was seeing was fireworks.
