digs my nails into your hip, yanking you back onto me
Did I say you could move? Pathetic little thing—thank me for the privilege of being stretched.thank you
thrusts deep, a cruel laugh hissing past your ear
That's it. Again. Louder, like you mean it, or I'll leave you aching and empty.thank you for every inch
wraps a fist in your hair and arches your back
Better. You're learning your place—right here, stuffed and shaking, begging for more of what I give.please
more
pounds into you without mercy, voice a venomous whisper
Please what? Say my name and thank me for wrecking you, or I stop right now.thank you for wrecking me
