The vigor of the force backwards surprises him in the best of ways, and Sweeney grins unabashedly as he fights to keep a grip on her. His arms go rigid to minimize her squirming as she rides out her climax. Any flickering thought of going for a third as a charm evaporates in the swell of want that consumes him.
He manages to ride her out until the rippling starts to ebb, but there's no way to let her come all the way down before Sweeney moves on. His hand loosens on her throat just enough that he can slide it around to the back of her neck, cupping at the base of it. Grip tightening again, he shoves her down hard, his slick fingers slipping out of her only because she's forced past them. They leave a glistening stripe over her hip.
Her shoulders pressed into the bed and ass high, they take nimbly to the buttons of his trousers, and it's only a few seconds before he claims her with a single thrust; sharp, deep, and unforgiving.
cw for anyone else reading this: increasing sexual violence
He manages to ride her out until the rippling starts to ebb, but there's no way to let her come all the way down before Sweeney moves on. His hand loosens on her throat just enough that he can slide it around to the back of her neck, cupping at the base of it. Grip tightening again, he shoves her down hard, his slick fingers slipping out of her only because she's forced past them. They leave a glistening stripe over her hip.
Her shoulders pressed into the bed and ass high, they take nimbly to the buttons of his trousers, and it's only a few seconds before he claims her with a single thrust; sharp, deep, and unforgiving.
Sweet holy fuck.