He was a ball of fury once he threw her across the bed and tore her shorts down her thighs. She laid there in between s****l heat and stark fear as he tore his shirt off over his head, kicked off his shoes, and lost his jeans. Kyle wasn't in the mood for softness. She'd gone too f*****g far this time. He didn't even give her a cursory finger along her slit to test her readiness, just spread her legs, palmed his c**k, and drove home.
That scream she'd been hiding behind her teeth was finally set free.
"You don't want this? Huh? Is that what you're saying to me?" He slammed into her body hard, lifting her back off the bed with the force of his thrusts. The frames on the walls rattled as he plowed into her like a madman.
She forgot all about being afraid when her body reacted to his for
