Giri moved with a slow, possessive grace, being aware of her sprained leg and hand. His each movement filling Mira completely, intimately. A guttural groan escaped his lips as her sleeping form cooperated with his dark desire to fuck the hell out her.

his thrusts became strong and hard a low, involuntary moan vibrated from her throat in response. Her naked body lay sprawled across the sheets, an open invitation he had succumbed to. He withdrew his cock slowly from her cunt, the slick friction eliciting a soft sigh from her lips, before driving back in, burying himself deep within her hole. Raw, primal pleasure surged through him.