“It won’t take long. Just a few hits to your ass. That’s all I want. Be a player and let me unload inside you.”
Disgusted, I attempted to buck him off me but failed. “Miller, you’re an asshole. You can’t take no for an answer, can you?”
“Fucking you.” He bolted his dick between my legs yet again.
The details of the uncomfortable moment appalled me: his dick sliding against my inner thighs; pre-ejaculate leaking out of his cockhead and dripping against one of my legs; his stinking breath against my left ear; his palms and fingers clawing at my flesh; his wet balls slapping against my rear.
I don’t know how I shifted my right leg out of his twisted embrace, but I did. I found the strength to buck Miller off my back with abrupt force by using my left elbow, spun around like a boxer on my heels, and jabbed him in the face with two quick punches with my left hand.
One. Two.