Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Steamy Stories
“Tell me you’re scared. Tell me I’m forcing you.”
“I’m scared,” she sobbed, the words a broken, desperate litany. “You’re forcing me. You’re making me do terrible things.”
“Yeah, I am,” he growled, his pace quickening, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper. “I’m making you my whore. I’m making you my accomplice. And you fucking love it, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she cried, the confession tearing from her throat. “God help me, I love it.”