Linda

I shook my head, but my body betrayed me. The tension wound tighter, coiling in my core. "I can't... not with you."

"You can and you will." He sped up, fucking me relentlessly. The mirror fogged with our breaths. I gripped his arm, nails digging in as waves built higher. His cock hit that perfect spot inside me over and over, dragging moans from my throat.

"Tell me how much you need this," he demanded, his voice strained with effort. "Admit you love getting railed by me in this dirty stall."

"I... I need it," I gasped, the words spilling out between thrusts. "Fuck me like you hate me,...