Do you know why your cunt isn’t letting me go?” I tip her head up by her chin and brush my lips against hers, smiling when she leans forward to chase my touch. “Your body is made for me. It knows only I can give you what it wants—what it craves. You belong to me. All of you. And you know what the best part is?” She stares up at me with heavy lids without responding. “Answer me,” I growl, plunging into her faster. “No,” she pants, gripping onto my arms. A smile drags across my lips, eliciting a glimmer of fear in her eyes. “You’re going to come on my fingers because I fucking say you will.”
