Being an undercover marine was a stressful position. The constant worry of being discovered, or of the mission going wrong put a lot of pressure on Drake’s shoulders. So after a long day of focus and solving problems, a bit of R&R was in order.
And there was nothing more stress-relieving than burying his straining cock deep into your willing and waiting cunt, hearing the sounds of your pleasured moans in his ears, and feeling the way your fingers clawed at his back, sure to leave marks he didn’t wish to explain the next morning.
The moment of truly unwinding, when he lost himself in the feeling of your body clamping and squeezing down on his erect flesh, there was nothing like it.
There was something about the immense amount of effort of taking you hard that sensual sex just couldn’t match. Relaxation didn’t always call for soft and gentle caresses, but the wet, squelching eroticism of dominating you in body and mind.
Lost in the fantastic feeling of bringing you to a hasty and overstimulated climax, Drake ignores the eventuality of returning to the brutal, stressful grind of work. For now, all he knew was you, and your breathy gasps that propelled him into a mind-blowing orgasm of his own.
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