MARGARET
Alex opened his eyes when I tried to get him out of the car.
From his red rimmed eyes, it was clear he was still drunk, but he was sober enough to stand to his feet and walk into the house. I’d barely gotten through the front doors after him when he kissed me hard.
Every worry I had bled away in that instant and I kissed him back. We barely managed to make it through the bedroom doors before all our clothes were off and he was on top of me.
My skin burned with anticipation and I spread my thighs wide as he settled between my legs, his hands firm on my body. His tongue delved into my mouth, claiming every inch of me as his, and when he pushed into me with one strong thrust, I f*****g screamed.
One hand wrapped around my throat, the other roughly squeezing my t**s and hips as
