Hell no

John breaks the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Take it, take what you want."

Without hesitation, she reaches down and wraps her hand around his length, gently stroking him. The sensation is overwhelming, and he lets out a groan of pleasure. He places his hands on her hips, guiding her closer to him.

"Bend over," he commands, his voice low and authoritative. She doesn't hesitate, dropping to her knees and assuming the position he desires.

John steps behind her, his hardness pressing against her thighs. He reaches down and spreads her cheeks apart, the coolness of the air hitting her most private area. He takes a moment to savor the sight before him, her folds glistening with her arousal. He takes a deep breath, inhaling the heady scent of her desire, and lets out a low growl.

He positions himself at her entrance, the head of his cock pressing against her wetness. She moans softly, her body trembling in anticipation. "Tell me you want this," he demands, his voice thick with lust.

"I want you, John ," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their heavy breathing. "I want you to fuck me."

He doesn't need any more encouragement. With one swift motion, he thrusts deep inside her, eliciting a gasp from both of them. Her muscles clench around him, and he groans in pleasure as he feels her tightness enveloping him.

He begins to move, thrusting in and out of her.