With a sharp and swift punch I crack hunter in the eye, but he barely flinches. His gaze takes a moment to steady, before finding my own. “You bitch.” He hisses. “You think that would stop me f*****g you?”
“Hunter, please.” I beg, trying hard to cover up my exposed breasts with my arm, only causing the man half laid upon me to chuckle.
"What? I came home for you. For my wife." His words are cold. Calculated. This is not a man that is going to be easily controlled by words. Yet once again I find myself trying.
"Hunter, please. Don't do this." I try once more.
“Please, what? You know you like it. Why else would you be here laid half naked?” His hand slipped down to my waist, gripping tightly now upon the fabric of my panties. No…
But, before I am able to say or do anything, he tears
