"Fuck, Adam," I gasped, my voice trembling as his grip tightened on my hips. My hands dug into the dirt, leaves crunching beneath my palms as he drove into me from behind, each thrust sending shockwaves through my body. The cool night air kissed my sweat-slicked skin, and the sound of the nearby river rushing over rocks mixed with the wet slap of our bodies colliding. "You like that, don’t you?" he growled, his voice low...