He leaned down, his lips pressing against hers, silencing her protests with a kiss that tasted of salt and raw desire. As he continued to pound into her, Maya realized that her mind had stopped arguing. There was no more debate. There was only the relentless, driving force of Mike's cock and the terrifying, exhilarating knowledge that he was about to claim her completely.
Mike's kiss was no longer a kiss; it was a total annexation of her senses. He crushed his lips against hers with such ferocity that Maya's world narrowed down to the taste of salt and the sound of their labored breathing.
Her own voice was swallowed by him, her protests and pleas silenced by the relentless, demanding pressure of his mouth. She tried to turn her head and tried to gasp for air, but he held her jaw locked in place, his tongue invading her mouth and dominating her every breath.
'No... resist it...! Maya!!!'
