How did she get here? What was happening? Why... why... was she suddenly... seeing heaven? Why was every single nerve in her body on fire?
She didn't know. Nothing made sense. What she does know... the only memory she could grab... was seeing this guy. Alex.
He was just... leaning... casually... against her doorframe, that awful, lustful smile on his face... his hands... unbuttoning... his suit coat. And then... the very next moment... BAM! She was on the bed, her legs were by her ears, and she was being pounded. Mercilessly. Endlessly.
"I asked you a question, Lily," Alex repeated, his voice harder this time. He pushed... just the head... back inside her, slowly, stretching her wide, making her gasp and arch her back. "Whose cock is better? Mine... or Marcus's?"
He didn't even let her finish the word. He slammed back into her, a brutal, deep, pounding thrust that stole her breath and drove all coherent thought right out of her mind.
