ROSALINE

Blinking up at him like I understood, he kept up his pace, thrusting into my tight heat as I clenched around myself, fisting his cock in my warm embrace.

My nails dug into his skin, and he welcomed the small sting of pain. Leaning forward, he replaced my hand with his mouth, devouring my strangled moans with his kiss. I thrashed wildly beneath him, my teeth clashing against my own.

Hooking one of my legs over his hip, he adjusted the angle of his thrusts. A groan vibrated in his chest as I clawed at his back. He was hitting that sweet spot of mine that could only be...