Her head rolled back against his stomach, threatening to distract him again with the brush of her hair over his thighs. He wasn’t sure why that was such an erotic sight, but it filled him with fantasies of pushing her between his legs while he sat at his desk, and without warning, he was suddenly thinking about shoving into her throat and how she would gag and cry, and garble pleas for him to be kinder and gentler with her—like one of her other boyfriends would be.
