His hand cups my breast as he pushes against me, and the next thing I know, I’m on the floor, my body meeting the ground abruptly and winding me with force. He’s on top of me, yanking my knickers off roughly, ripping them free and burning my skin cruelly as my nails rake his body, and he pushes my legs open with a knee. He shoves his underwear down far enough to get free, and I arch when I feel him spring against me, teasingly good. He kisses me fiercely, teeth hitting teeth, biting my ...