—Amira—

My eyes rolled up, my breath snagging as I stretched to accommodate him.

He slammed into me with a reckless abandon. As if rearranging my tiny guts.

Each thrust drew moans from my throat and had my nipples grazing against the cold tiled walls of the bathroom.

A surge of pleasure swept through me.

“Nathaniel!”

I leaned against his chest, wrapping my arms around his neck. But he grabbed my wrists and pinned them back against the wall.

“Already losing control?” He used my own ...