An impish grin spread over his face. "You sure about that, love?" he asked, breathing labored. He increased his pace while one hand moved from her hip up to her hair, grabbing at a decently large amount of it at the back of her head in a tight grasp.
And just like that, he thrust into her and stopped, letting his pelvis grind against hers. The friction made him groan once more. He firmly pulled her hair in a downward motion before biting and sucking on her neck with increased fervor and once again speeding things up.
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