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Still, Cristian kept going

He kneas sendingBut he didn’t stop He was torturing me with pleasure With what he could do to ht from me

Even in my haze, I knew that Even in

Right when I thought I er, his lorious moment of respite For me to catch my breath For me to realize my pussy was desperate for more

Even if it killed me

Cristian was on top ofinside of ainst the wall So crashed to the floor The house could’ve fallen down around us, and I wouldn’t have cared

Cristian kept fuckingthe taste of asm onto my lips I didn’t want to kiss hiive me any choice

Beyond that, I wanted the intimacy I wanted to peel off his skin and crawl inside it So I kissed hier, hatred and desire I tasted his blood in my mouth

He kept thrusting, fucking ainstin tande—I wanted to hurt hi skin

“You’re mine, Sienna,” he rasped as he fuckededge

“Mine,” he repeated, yanking his head back so his eyes glued intoendless They were ruthless Evil I wanted to drown in them

My body clenched around hier my own Cristian’s body went tense on top of me, and he roared as he came Aftershocks shook my entire body as he emptied into me

There should’ve been so that came after this Conversation Accusations Shame Wrath All on h to sinkhis perfection