People are really liking the cover of ‘Breaking Beth’, I have started a new co-write project with Cari Silverwood, and the universe is finally being nicer to me and not kicking me every day. But she didn’t say it, too wrapped up in the mix of sensations, of bite and hand on ass, of the shame of what he did, of having this huge creature aiming to fuck her properly.It’s Tuesday and I am excited. She arched back into him and felt one of his fingers push at her other hole. He gripped her ass, fingers angling into her slit, then bit her nape. This wasn’t her, shivering, with goosebumps all down her arms despite the warmth, waiting for him to take her. The roar muffled other sounds, made this feel less real. The square showerhead above cascaded warm water over them both, flooding over her head, down her body, and over her feet. You’re going to do it because you want to, my filthy little princess.” “And I want to see your other hole so I can decide when to fuck it.”

I want to see how red I marked your ass.” When she faced the wall, he moved in and spoke quietly. “Fuck,” she choked out, her throat catching. His cock was pointing at the ceiling and looked far too thick and long for him to be able to… to get it all inside her. His pants and underwear came off next, were also tossed. He shucked off his shirt, tossed it, muscles rippled and shone. “Oh.” Her tongue poked the roof of her mouth. I’m going to make you scream as you come.” He catalogued her from feet to upper legs, to her pussy and the triangle of her sex, where her beauty servant had left a thin wedge of hair. Something made her dare to murmur, “Are you going to eat me, this time?” He’d left a pile of weapons and holsters on her bedroom floor. The ashes showed mostly on the muscles of his arms, and on his face. If she had it, this torm was rendering her brainless, but who wouldn’t find him sexy, irresistible, and scary? She wriggled against the wall, hypnotized by this mountainous hunk of mauleon. That irked her and Calli wrinkled her nose. Her next breaths were dragged through parted lips. “I love how you obey me.” Drake was a step away from touching her. Slowly he advanced, swaggering, fully clothed in his battle-soiled clothes. Her eyelids drooped as she remembered being made love to on his table. Her pussy ached from what he’d done last time. The mere presence of this mauleon male seemed to thicken the air, to steam it with a heaviness that promised hard, relentless sex that would leave her hurting.

Rough Surrender by Cari Silverwood