“That’s it, baby,” Connor groaned against my ear, his voice tearing out of him like gravel, rough and deep and hungry. “Be Daddy’s good girl. Take Daddy’s dick.”
And then he thrust harder, deeper, his hips snapping into me with this violent rhythm that shook me against the wall. My nails dragged across the surface, squealing lines into it, my body arching without control, my ass bouncing back against him with every brutal thrust.
The sting of the stretch mixed with the wet sounds between my thighs, and humiliation curled hot in my belly because I could hear myself.
I could hear the filthy noise my p***y made as he slammed into me.
“f**k,” he groaned, his breath catching, “this feels so good. You don’t even know, Lily. You don’t even f*****g know what you’re doing to me.” His words b
