I gripped her messy hair, tangling my hands in it and using it to keep her under my control as I ravaged her mouth. I expected her to fight me after what I did. To kick and scream and force me off. But instead, her hands wrapped around my shoulders and pulled me closer. I was on my knees in front of her and used my free arm to wrap around her waist, forcing her to straddle me. Glass embedded into my skin through the fabric of my pants, but I welcomed the bite.
