CHAPTER 3KAYLEEHe’s still buried inside me, half-hard and pulsing, when he suddenly rolls us. One second I’m on top, the next I’m face-down on the mattress, his heavy weight pinning me, cock sliding out only to slam back in so hard the air leaves my lungs in a broken moan.“Hands above your head,” he growls against my ear, voice dark with sleep and hunger.I obey instantly, wrists crossing, cheek pressed to the sheets that smell like us. He grabs both my wrists in one huge hand, pinning them to the small of my back, and starts fucking me like he’s trying to break me in half.Every thrust is brutal, hips slamming against my ass, balls slapping my clit. The bedframe screams against the wall.“Caleb—fuck—yes—” I sob, trying to push back and take more.His free hand cracks down on my ass, sharp and loud. “Who?” he snarls.“Mr. Thompson!” I cry out, the sting blooming hot and perfect. “Harder, please—”Another spank, harder, then another, until my ass is glowing red and I’m dripping down
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