I wanted to bury myself inside her. Wanted to tame all that wild, reckless energy with my cock and a strong hand on her throat, her tits, her sweet little ass. Wanted to stamp my possession on every inch of that black-inked, white-washed skin ’til she glowed with colour from my lips and teeth and brutal hands. It wasn’t about anger, not really, unless it was anger with myself for capitulatin’ to this dangerous degree of lust.
