I stared down at the beauty under me, and I knew that I was going to fuck her so hard she forgot her name. Right now I didn't care if she was suffering from abuse or trauma. Whatever she wanted, she got, and if she wanted me to fuck her, she was definitely going to get fucked.

As I laid on top of her, I smiled when she gave a small moan to my touch,then an even louder one when my hands stroked past her clit. I hadn't done anything just yet, and she was already so fucking intoxicating! It took everything ounce of self control to not slam into...