Marina's eyes rolled back in her head, her body shaking as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter inside her. "Oh fuck—! Yes—! Just like that—!" she cried, her nails digging into my shoulders, her pussy dripping around my cock.
"I'm yours—! Fuck—! I'm your slut—! Your whore—!"
But she wasn't done with her orders. Not yet.
With a sudden, mischievous glint in her eyes, she leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear. "Now…" she whispered, her voice a low, filthy command.
"I want you to pretend you're disobeying me…" Her breath was hot against my skin, her words sending a jolt of arousal through me.
"I want you to fight me… Resist me…" She pulled back slightly, her eyes burning with a wicked hunger. "But really… you're going to fuck me harder than ever…"
A slow, knowing smile curled at my lips. I understood.
