Chapter Fifty-Seven

Talia's POV:

"Good girl. You know when it's time to give up." He passionately started to kiss my throat, and then he got his mouth right behind my ear and whispered, "no one is ever going to have a taste or be inside you again but me, you know that?" And then he rolled his hips and kept pumping into me, "No one."

I couldn't move under him. I was completely pinned, and he held my wrists tight, too tight. He was hitting my clit and up inside that front wall of me where it felt so painful. The fight had left me because I was powerless to do anything but go limp and succumb to it, so I guess I did.

  After feeling me go lax, he let go, and then he took my ass cheeks in his hands, and then pulled out and flipped me. He pulled me up so that I was on all fours. Then he drilled me from behind and it was so deep, so fucking deep, that I thought I'd just tip over and go limp.