Chapter 73 Mommy's Bed

• The momentum didn't break; the force hit both of them on the edge of the bed. Douglas let go of her wrist, then placed his hand between her shoulders, pushing her forward.
• Quin lost balance, her knees hitting the duvet, and she fell face-first to the mattress. The scent assaulted her senses right away, dried lavender and the musty, powdery aroma of Mummy's favorite perfume. She could feel its coating at the back of her throat, the complete opposite of the tangy aftertaste of the sex.
• Before she could react or do anything to save herself, Douglas was on top of her. He spread her legs apart, forcing his knees between them. The fabric of her skirt, that was already pushed up during their run to the bedroom, flew over her waist, revealing her naked ass.