He pulls out, flips me around, and comes all over my chest. Before letting me go, he bends over me and grabs my jaw tightly. He bites just below my ear, and when I understand what he’s doing, I try to fight him. “No,” I writhe under him. “Don’t fight me,” he growls. “I want everyone to know I’m still fucking you.” He leaves his mark from my ear, along my jaw, and all the way to my chin.
