Deliciously wicked, the Bastard takes control, his every touch igniting a flame within. In every way, he possesses me - my body yearns for his rough hands and demanding mouth. The hair, his favorite playground, teases and taunts as he thrusts deeper within. The emotional tension builds, almost unbearable, as our bodies become one in a dance of unbridled passion. Suddenly, he pulls back, hovering over me, eyes blazing with desire. And then he enters my mouth, his movements primal and possessive, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire being. I taste him, feel him, in every possible way; our connection, soul-deep and exquisitely sensual.
