"Ohhhhh…" Mary's hips began to move of their own accord, rising to meet his thrusts as her body instinctively sought more of him.
Ross grunted, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he felt her begin to respond.
"That's it," he growled. "Your body knows what it wants now. You're mine, Mary."
His words sent a shiver down her spine, and she moaned louder, her hands sliding up to clutch his shoulders.
Her pussy clenched around him, this time not out of pain but pure desire, as if her body had finally learned to welcome him.
"Ross… it feels so good now. There's no more pain," she whimpered, her voice trembling with need. "Please… fuck me harder!"
Ross's smirk widened. "Oh, I'll give you exactly what you want," he said, his tone rough and filled with promise. His hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her in place as he began to pound into her with even greater force.
The sound of their bodies colliding grew louder, more frantic.