“Again,” I say when he slips out of me. “Again.” “No, baby. No more. You’re done. You can’t take anymore. You’re sore and inflamed. I’ve wrecked you. I said I would, and I have, but I won’t ruin you. I won’t make you hate me no matter how much you want to.” “Noooo!” It’s a howl that turns into a roar. “I-I can’t. We can’t. One more, I need one more time.” I’m lost to reason, rocking my hips frantically against him, desperate to ride life back into his cock.