Slut

He slams into her without warning, and the sound she makes is animal—half-gasp, half-moan, her fingers twisting in the sheets as he sets a brutal pace. She pushes back to meet him, taking him as deep as she can, the stretch of him almost too much but exactly what she needs.

Her head drops forward, forehead pressing into the pillow, her voice muffled but clear enough.

"Yes—fuck—just like that—"

She's lost count of how many times she's come undone this morning. His hands grip her hips, pulling her back onto him with each thrust, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the quiet living room. She doesn't care who hears anymore. Doesn't care about anything except the feeling of him inside her, using her, owning this moment.

She turns her head, looking back at him over her shoulder, eyes half-lidded, lips parted.

"You feel so fucking good. Don't stop. Please don't stop."

Her voice breaks on the last word, raw and honest and completely unguarded.

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