Lena’s POV

He pushes into me and the stretch pulls a cry from my throat that he kills with his hand over my mouth.

His cock is too thick, and the first stroke fills me to a depth that makes my eyes roll. The difference between him and every boy I've been with is a canyon I feel with every inch.

"Bite the pillow," he says, pulling his hand from my mouth. "My daughter is one floor below us and if she hears you scream she'll come up here and find her best friend on her father's cock."

I bite the pillow. He fucks me doggy on his bed with...