"I want my pussy now," he replied huskily, rather loudly, and she gasped, involuntarily putting her palm over his mouth. She cleared her throat, removing it as quickly as she had placed it.

"But Emma and Speaky are..."

"You know I don't give a fuck, and besides, they won't hear a thing; the barricade is soundproof," he replied, pulling the belt out of his trouser loops. He held eyes with her as he did, and she gulped, swallowing a large amount of spit.

She couldn't even think straight as he started pulling down her trousers, keeping her eyes fixed on him like a lost sheep. His fingers scratched her thigh...