Used to be Better

"No." She desperately tried to writhe away. Finally inching his hand from her mouth as she tried to escape him, but he came buried inside her.

"Take it." He grunted. Giving two short thrusts. "You should be good at that by now."

Once he'd finished, he let his hand fall and withdrew from her. Letting her slide back to her feet.

She angrily shoved her skirt done. Asking furiously. "Pleased?"

He groaned in satisfaction. "You've no idea!"

And I'll have more. His eyes lingered on the rosy crests of her exposed breasts.

***

Catching her arm, he yanked her dress back up over her breasts, noticing one nipple protruded at the corner. Unable to resist he lowered and plucked it into his mouth.

She swung to slap him, but he caught her wrists and held them to her sides as he sucked on the morsel of skin until it was red, swollen and ached as though bruised.

She flushed so red that even her breasts were heated a shade. "Are you quite finished.

"Mmm." He murmured. Angling around the crest to stroke