Chapter One Hundred And Forty Five

Caden’s POV

“Arrgh damn!” I moaned under my breath as I leaned back, watching Anastasia, a girl I had cast my sights on for a long time now, ride me.

She groaned in pain when I smacked her ass but despite this, she didn’t stop. One thing I loved about her though was her endurance and her wildness… She was one of those few humans who could be pushed to the wall but would never retaliate.

Again, I smacked her ass, smiling when she bit into her lips, drawing blood, and with a new fierce determined look in her eyes, she began bouncing on my throbbing manhood, whilst throwing her head back.

The room was hot and smelled terrible. It smelled like tobacco and swear, with a mixture of bodily fluids and alcohol… and something else that I couldn’t quite place, something that smelled damp.

Lying on my back made the smell even more difficult to bear. I felt suffocated and nauseated at the same time…if that was even possible; and if not for the fact that she was so good at what she was doing, I wo