Kattie pov(Steamy scenes please readers discretion is advised)“Fuck,” she breathed out, the curse a ragged sigh.“That’s the idea,” he said, his own voice tight with restraint. Then he began to move.His pace was controlled, almost methodical at first. Long, deep, withdrawing strokes followed by hard, punctuating thrusts that drove her hips against the table’s edge. Each impact sent a jolt through her. The cold metal beneath her cheek, the smell of dust and oil, the overwhelming presence of him moving inside her—it all coalesced into a single, overwhelming point of sensation.Her mind, which had been a riot of angry thoughts, went blissfully, violently quiet. There was only this: the slap of skin, the grind of his pelvis against her sore ass, the hot coil tightening low in her belly.His hand left her back and tangled in her hair, fisting it and pulling her head back, arching her spine. “You like this,” he stated, his thrusts becoming sharper, faster. “You like being used. It’s simp
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