Chapter 41 What Is This Video

• Tatiana
• I choke on my words as the masked man—Hasan—plunges dangerously slow into me, stretching every inch of me. He’s big—way bigger than I had imagined. I had felt him up, taken him in my hands, but I never, in a million years, thought I would get to feel him piercing into me in such a sinfully delicious way.
• “Fuck…” I hear him growl through his teeth. It’s a low, sultry tone—the kind that makes my walls tighten around him. He starts pounding into me without warning. I feel pain, but not as much as I feel pleasure. His growl is replaced with fast grunts that match the rhythm of his thrusts.