Bit Me *

When he pulled away, she was gasping for air. "How hard do you expect I will fuck you?" he asked, keeping his weight on her, one arm on her waist and the other beside her head. She gulped as she silently watched him. 

Her cheeks flushed slightly at the thought and she stayed mum. 

"Are you going to pretend to be shy after you claimed you wanted to be fucked hard and fast?" His tone was gruff and full of mirth, but it was unlike his usual flirty sense. That added with his filthy mouth made her want to curl up under her sheets and let him screw her senseless. 

Her eyes locked on his, she blurted out, "Rough." And then she gasped, wanting to slap her mouth. Of course, he knew what she wanted. This was just a means to get her to say it out loud. They had experience hard fucking, but he hadn't given it to her rough. His extreme tenderness even when he was in character made her wonder what it would feel like. She was looking forward to it.