The Billionaire’s Twisted Love
He pushed my legs flat again, dragging me down past pain and into pure sensation, over the edge of surrender.
"Yes!" I cried. "Oh God, Rob! Yes!" He grabbed my hair and forced my head back to meet his eyes, which were filled with furious triumph.
His hands dropped to my breasts, squeezing and stroking them before sliding down my sides. His entire weight was on me now, as he cupped and raised me for even more penetration. I screamed, and he stopped my mouth with his, not a kiss, but another attack, forcing my mouth open, bruising my lips, and rasping my face with beard stubble. He thrust harder and faster. In body or soul, he struck a spark, and an outburst of passion and need erupted from th