“That’s it,” he murmured, grinning at me. “Such a good girl.” My eyes fluttered closed at his words, his beauty too much for me, and then I felt his lips brush against my ear, his breath caressing my skin. “This cunt is mine, do you understand me?” I whimpered at the filth in his words as he began to finger-fuck me faster—harder. Yes. Oh, yes. My hips lifted slightly, giving him more. I needed this. I needed him.
