Horizon Ridge when you’re raisin’ hell [m]

She'd forgotten to breathe. She inhaled deeply then let it out in a soft groan when she exhaled. He filled her more, the pressure going to all the right places, making the heat she felt flush and seem to expand through her core. She was rather hot, too. She whined at her name on his lips, the passion it held. 
Inhale. Exhale.

Her legs seemed to lock, turning her into a solidness he could rely on for support. She gasped softly when her scruff was taken in his jaws, her core tightening and becoming slicker. She tipped her head back slightly, wanting to fit the way his body curved. Her toes curled, digging into the ground.
This was what she wanted.
Him.

She let out a breathless whine, her legs quivering with the feeling that made her crave him so dearly. She could live in this moment forever, she felt.
You ready?
She couldn't form words, not when his voice, his touch, sent her over the edge. Her core throbbed and burnt fully, sending waves of pleasure through her body, dragging sounds from her that made her breathless. She shuddered yet held steadfast, loving every moment he held her to him. 
Together.