I tried to scream, but managed only a pathetic squawk – my throat too dry and sore from his assault to muster more. No hasty retreat. “You hot little fucking tease. It was hot and compelling as he laid over me, telling me all the reasons he wanted to fuck me. I was so slippery and wet that I almost thought he broke into me by accident. I tried to scream, but managed only a pathetic squawk – my throat too dry and sore from his assault to muster more. But I swear to God, I will hurt you if you make it the only way I can have you.”
My eyes got wide. I didn’t see what he had to be so growly about; I’d left him a reputation as the coolest junior at the high school where I’d reigned. I tasted his groan when he made contact with my freshly-waxed baby-bare little box. I continued my even breathing. Some trained bitch frolicking after a tennis ball. They don’t have your sexy body, your wicked smile, your sweet-scented hair, or any of the things that make me so fucking hungry for you.
