Screwed Into Forever [Forbidden Collection]
One hand in her hair, pulling her head back so she had to watch us in the mirror: my face tight with rage and need, her body jolting with every thrust.
I pictured Alexandra in her place. Alexandra’s dark hair wrapped around my fist. Alexandra’s ass reddening under my palm. Alexandra coming around my cock with my name on her lips.
The fantasy snapped something inside me.
I came with a low, guttural sound—violent, emptying, furious. I filled the condom, hips jerking, vision tunneling.
When it was over, I pulled out, disposed of the evidence, uncuffed her. She turned, eyes glassy, smiling like she’d won something.