My arms, legs, hips and neck hurt.
I couldn’t recall the other positions the asshole put me in, acting like I was some flexible fucktoy that he had gotten for Christmas and planned on playing with for eternity.
I loved it.
I woke first, my eyes on his sleeping form. He slept like a log, his arm draped around my waist. I’d tried to move before but that only made him hold me tighter. So I did the second best thing.
My hips ground into him. His d**k didn’t waste any time to poke at me but he still wasn’t waking up. So I kept moving and moving and—
I gasped as his hand wrapped around my neck and yanked me back, his grey eyes staring at me sleepily before he buried his face in my head and said gruffly, “Take off your underwear.”
I reached down, biting my lower lip when it was finally
