I thought my body couldn’t take more. I was still trembling, slick dripping down my thighs, when he grabbed me by the wrist and yanked me off the bed. My knees almost gave out, but his grip was unrelenting.
“On your feet,” he ordered.
“I can’t—” I started, but the look he gave me shut me up fast.
“You will.” His voice was pure command, and somehow, it made my body obey.
He dragged me toward the wall, pressed my chest flat against it, and kicked my legs apart with his knee. My cheek was against the cold surface, my ass arched out for him, completely vulnerable.
“Good girl,” he growled, one big hand gripping the back of my neck, pinning me to the wall. “Now, take me.”
The next second, he slammed into me from behind, so deep I screamed. The force made my breasts slap against the wall, m
