“I want to be loved and fucked by you, every day, for the rest of my life,” she whispers. “Try and stop me.” She smiles. I crawl over her and rub my piercings against her most sensitive spot. “Promise to love you more every day,” I say, slipping inside. Her fingers fan out against the sheets, and those raspy moans slay me. Each barbell drags in and out of her tight entrance. I’ve fucked her enough times to know when she’s about to break, and she’s on the precipice.
