And then, within seconds, and without warning, I feel him breach my entrance and press into me.
I gasp at the intrusion; it is unexpected, but I can't say it is unwanted. The breath I suck into my lungs is sharp and loud and he is moving before I'm ready. He groans at the tightness and I hiss at the stinging pain in my core.
But he doesn't show me any mercy.
His thrusts are quick and sharp and give me no time to adjust. I gasp again and whimper. "Harlan, I can't."
"Yes, you can," he growls, voice dripping with apathy. He completely sheathes himself into my underworked cunt and presses against me harder for good measure so I feel him deep, far deeper than what feels normal. I can practically feel him in my throat. I sputter and cry, tears stinging the corners of my eyes.
"You're gonna
