Chapter 61. Letting Him Go

Ava

His hand fisted in my hair, yanking my head back hard, mouth crashing into mine in a bruising, desperate kiss. Then he flipped me onto my stomach in one brutal move, dragged my hips up, and slammed into me so deep my vision whited out.

No warm up.

No mercy.

He fucked me like the world was ending, hips pistoning, skin slapping skin, one hand pinning my wrists above my head, the other cracking down on my ass in sharp, perfect slaps that made me scream into the pillow.

Every thrust drove me up the bed, headboard slamming the wall, sheets twisting under my knees.

He pulled out suddenly, flipped me again, hooked my legs over his shoulders, and drove back in, folding me nearly in half.

The angle was punishing, his cock battering that spot inside me until I was sobbing, clawing at his back, coming hard and messy around him.

He didn’t stop.

He kept going, mad, relentless, growling filthy things against my throat, how tight I w