His words hung in the air, thick and charged, as his c**k plunged deeper, stretching me to the brink with every brutal thrust.
'c*m for me, you filthy little w***e,' Malcolm finished, his voice a guttural snarl that vibrated through my core. The shock of recognition still lingered in his eyes, but it only fueled the frenzy, turning confusion into raw, unbridled hunger.
He didn't pull out... hell no, instead he rammed in harder, like the revelation had unlocked some primal beast inside him. My legs wrapped around his waist, heels of my thigh-high boots digging into his ass, urging him on as the glittering remnants of my bodysuit scratched against his skin. I slapped him again, my palm cracking across his cheek with a sharp sting that made his eyes flash with wicked delight.
'Harder, you
