“Ugh, ahh,” Genesis moaned, her voice low and raspy, breaking along the way. Her hand gripped the headboard so hard her knuckles whitened as Knight slammed into her from behind. Her body arched, his hand gripping her waist, pink bruises already forming where he held her, since they had been going at it for hours.

Genesis’s pert breasts jiggled with every thrust. Tears rolled down her cheeks, dripping onto the bed from the mind-boggling pleasure that rocked her core.

“Mine,” Knight growled. He leaned forward, wrapping his hand around her throat and yanking her up until her back was pressed flush against his chest.

One hand stayed on her neck...