The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across the rumpled sheets, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex.Sarah’s back arched off the mattress as Damian drove into her with a force that stole her breath, each thrust deep, unrelenting, his thick cock stretching her slick pussy to the point of ache.She clung to him, her fingers digging into the hard muscle of his shoulders, her nails leaving half-moon marks in his skin.The bed creaked beneath them, the headboard knocking rhythmically against the wall, a steady beat to the filthy symphony of their bodies slapping together, the wet sounds of her arousal filling the room.Damian’s hands were iron clamps on her hips, his fingers pressing so hard she knew there’d be bruises tomorrow—marks she’d trace in the mirror, remembering this, the way he fucked her like he owned her.His breath came in rough, hot bursts against her ear, his voice a low, possessive growl. “You’re mine, Sarah. My fucking property.” The words sent a
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