Kaeren's dirty words ignited a ferality in me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, grinding down hard, my clit rubbing against his pelvis with every brutal thrust. His mouth crashed onto mine, tongue fucking my mouth in time with his cock ravaging my pussy. He broke the kiss to bite my lower lip, drawing a sharp sting that made me clench around him tighter.
"Harder," I demanded breathlessly, surprising myself.
The conspiracies swirled in my mind; Jake and Cora's death, Lynn and Uncle Davis out to get me, Julian's sweet smiles… but Kaeren's cock drowned it all in raw pleasure.
He laughed darkly, a low rumble in his chest. "Greedy bitch. You want it rough? Flip around. I want that ass in my face while I wreck this sloppy cunt." Without pulling out, he maneuvered us, twisting my body until I faced away from him, knees braced on the tub floor.
His hands forced my chest down into the water, ass high as he gripped my hips and resumed slamming into me from behind.
