Before I could finish the sentence, Brandon spun around and grabbed my hips, lifting me effortlessly onto the kitchen island. His eyes were wild, pupils blown with lust as he stepped between my spread thighs.
"You want to be f****d?" he growled, his hand fisting in my hair and yanking my head back. "You want me to bend you over this counter and show you what happens when you push me too far?"
"Yes," I whimpered, my p***y clenching at his words. "Please, Brandon. I need—"
His mouth crashed against mine, swallowing my words in a bruising kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth with the same dominance he'd shown last night, claiming me completely. I moaned into his mouth, my legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him closer.
I could feel his enormous c**k pressing against my barel
