Chapter 167

Celia

This was all angry, heated sex and soon I forgot everything else. He was not hurting me. Not really.

He was giving in to his need of wanting me and maybe reminding me of my need of him. And my body wanted him.

His fingers yanked the sleeve off my dress and he pushed me up the wall, and held my legs wrap around his waist firmly as his teeth grazed my skin.

“Ahh” I moaned as he left my mouth to bite my earlobe.

His fingers tore away my flimsy panties and he looked me in the eye for a brief second, his face looking both angelic and devilish at the same time.

The imprint left by my hand on his cheek and the redness had reduced but it was still there. I tried to cup his face again but he shook his head.

I only looked at him in confusion but he began thrusting his finger in me, hard and unforgiving.

I was trembling, shaking and he was not letting me even breathe.

“J-Jasper…” I tried speaking but his middle finger too joined his index finger and I forgot what I was going to say.

Raw, f