Chapter 18 Savage Intimacy
- Her legs were still wrapped around his waist. Her head lolled back against the wall, her mouth still parted from that last scream. Her cunt was leaking and soaked in everything he just pumped into her. But Dominic wasn’t done.
- Not even fucking close.
- “Hold on,” he growled, arms tightening around her ass, gripping her thighs like he’d rip them clean off if she tried to move.