Althea moaned when his hand slid between her thighs, teasing her slick folds before guiding his erectness back inside her in one rough thrust. Althea cried out, her forehead resting on the wall as he filled her completely from behind. The angle was deeper, sharper, making her legs quiver beneath him.

“Tell me you like it,” he demanded, his thrusts hard and unrelenting, his grip bruising her hips as he slammed into her.

“I—I do like it!” she moaned, her body jerking with every deep ...