Chapter 46 It's Too Much

• The friction was a live wire, every stroke of Dex’s hips sending a fresh jolt of electricity down her spine. She was right there, on the edge of release, her breath coming in shallow pants against the cold metal of the locker. Everything else faded away, reduced to the slap of skin against skin and the feeling of fullness stretching her wide. And then it was gone.
• With a suddenness that stole the air from her lungs, Dex yanked his hips back, withdrawing completely. A sickening emptiness bloomed inside her, an aching void where his hardness had been only a heartbeat before. She cried out, her inner walls clamping down desperately to no avail, and tried to push back, to chase him down, to bring that glorious friction roiling against her soul once more, but his hands had other plans. With bruising strength, he grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, shoving before she could recover her balance.
• She collided with the lockers, the cold metal pressing against her heated skin, sending fresh tingles over her flushed body. Her cheek was pressed against the painted surface, her breath coming in shallow whimpers. Dex’s hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging roughly into her skin.