Cyrus roughly pushed Mabel's skirt up and pulled out his c**k.
Mabel's entire body stiffened as she started struggling even harder, but he ignored her efforts, positioning himself right at her entrance.
His knee pressed down on her legs, one hand steadying himself, yet he held back, his desire visibly restrained. "I'm giving you one last chance," he said through gritted teeth. "Quit your job."
Mabel bit down hard on her lip, feeling the heat of his body pressed against her. 'This is insane,' she thought, her heart racing. She shut her eyes, summoning what little strength she had left, and said, "I'm not anyone's toy, and I won't..."
Before she could finish, she felt him push just slightly forward, and a gasp escaped her lips.
But the pain she braced for didn't come. Confused, Mabel op
