Screwed Into Forever [Forbidden Collection]
Her head hit the roof, nails digging into his shoulders through his shirt.
He gripped her ass, spreading her wide, guiding her to ride him hard.
No kissing this time. Just eyes locked, angry and desperate. “You hate me,” he panted, thrusting up to meet her. “Say it while my dick’s buried in you.”
“I hate you,” she gasped, bouncing faster, the wet slap of her thighs against his filling the car. “I hate how good you feel. I hate that I want it again already…”
“Good girl.” He sucked the hickey on her neck, biting fresh marks around it like he was branding her. “Don't forget that."