Chapter 73 Harper

• 'No,' she said coldly, pulling back further, her curvy body coiling with rejection even as her pussy ached for his touch. 'I'm not interested. Are you blind? Look at me—I'm in a vegetative state, sore as hell from you fucking me so rough last time, my walls still numb from your big cock slamming into me. I can't even feel my pussy right now, and you still want to kiss me like nothing's wrong?'
• He paused, breath hitching, his gaze dropping to her body, taking in the disheveled state—the tangled hair, the bite marks peeking from under the sheet, the faint tremble in her limbs. Guilt flickered in his eyes, mixed with that hungry lust that always simmered beneath.
• 'I'm sorry for hurting you so good,' he murmured, voice rough with regret and desire, his cock twitching visibly in his slacks at the memory of their last frantic fuck.