Whatever protest she had planned, it’s gone now. I drive it out of her with slow, deep strokes that feel like coming home. I f**k her into the wall, clawing at her hips and her waist, trying to claim as much of her as I can.
I want to make her feel good.
I want to make sure she has what she needs.
With every thrust, the need to be everything to this woman consumes me.
While she’s caught in a moan, I bring my lips to her ear. “I’m not going to let you hurt yourself anymore, Natalia. If you won’t take care of yourself, I’ll do it for you.”
I suck on her earlobe and taste the soft skin of her neck as we come together again and again. Her head falls back against the wall, her mouth opens in a sigh, and I can see my blood on the inside of her lip.
I f**k her harder until her face is burni
