Suddenly, I hear him unfastening his belt and unzipping his pants. “What are you doing?” I snap while trying to turn around. But he holds me tight against him, grabs the back of my neck, and bends me over his desk, my face resting flat on it. “I need to fuck you now,” he growls hurriedly while lifting my dress up. Oh geez! And before I can even blink, he rams so deep into me that it takes my breath away.
Okay but like….he didn’t even ask her if she was in the mood or if he COULD fuck her…..that is not okay. Consent is important.
