Kyle didn't hold back. He drove into me with hard, punishing strokes that made my breasts bounce beneath my top.
Unlike the day before, there was no pain this time. I could surrender completely to the pleasure.
When Kyle felt how eagerly my body responded, he slid one hand beneath my shirt, pushed my bra up, and began kneading my breast, alternating between gentle squeezes and rougher ones.
My moans grew louder until he suddenly went still, wrapped one hand around my throat, and pulled my back tightly against his chest.
"Are you going to spread your legs this easily for Holden once you marry him? I'm starting to hate him for thinking he gets to have someone as beautiful as you. You should be mine."
I struggled to steady my voice through the rush of sensation.
"Can we not ruin this by
