“That’s right.” Shane shoves into me hard

enough that it drives me several inches up the couch. “My cock.”

He fucks me like he’s mad at me. Like by showing up here tonight I’ve opened Pandora’s box for both of us and now we can never shut it again. It’s fierce and just shy of brutal, like he wants to punish me for making him want me. I love every second of it.

This time, my orgasm has teeth and claws and rips me to pieces as I come. I twist and bite his arm, needing some kind of outlet for the pleasure that’s bordering on pain. Shane curses and...