Calla eased gently onto the bed, careful not to disturb Rico who looked like he was deep in sleep. His breathing was even and his lashes stayed flat underneath his eyes.
He had f****d and left her brutally sore and drained. She didn't know what came over him in the shower. One minute, he was soft and let himself be vulnerable. The next, he's pushing her against the glass and f*****g her like a beast.
She knew he didn't trust anyone, so when she touched his cheek and he leaned in for two seconds, she was surprised.
What she hadn't expect was him turning her to her back and drilling her from behind. The s*x wasn't sweet or slow, it was hard and harsh.
He had f****d her as though it was punishment for something she did or will do. Or perhaps, punishment for how she'd made him loose his gu
