EthanI didn't give her time to second-guess it. I bunched her skirt around her hips, hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties, and tore them down in one motion, the fabric giving way easy, and she gasped, palms flat against the lockers, hips already tilting back toward me on instinct."You want to be a whore." I freed myself with one hand, the head already slick and heavy, and dragged it through the mess between her thighs. She was soaked, hot, swollen, dripping onto my fingers.I lined up and pushed in without warning, without mercy, burying every thick inch in one brutal thrust that punched the air out of her lungs.She cried out, back arching hard, nails scraping metal. Her cunt clenched around me like it was trying to keep me out and pull me deeper at the same time. Tight. So fucking tight it bordered on painful, the kind of grip that made my vision white out for a second."Fuck." My hands gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, and I set a brutal pace immediately
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