YOU MAKE SUCH FILTHY NOISES, STRANGER

RAIN

"Hug me tighter."

My whole body is on fire. My scalp is tight with pleasure, itching to move but I can't.

Liam has made sure I can't even buckle my hips against him. When he moves a little, eyes on me, tears slip at the corners of my eyes.

I have never been so stimulated yet made to feel it and not move.

He starts rocking at me slowly. I bite my lip, eyes closing as I get relief. My stomach is tight, and my legs are taut as I swallow him up when he pushes himself in.

His lips hover above mine. "You feel so good."

Without warning, he pulls before he slams on me so hard my body is jostled up. He repeats it, his upper body cradling me like I am so fragile while he wrecks me from the waist down.

It is painful. He is too big, too hard, and too rough. But I feel something else too. It is making my back arch when the rush tingles down my spine.