I take a moment to just breathe, to take stock of my body and the play we're engaging in. I'm not hurt, not even a little. The arm he's holding is immobile but not strained. The only part of me that's in need is my pussy, which is dripping with anticipation, hoping this will end the way I think it will.

"I'm fucking awesome, Luis," I tell him honestly, a grin spreading across my face.

"Good." His breathing is harsh against the side of my head. "Because I'm about to fuck ...