Screw that, I owed it to myself. I’d been good my whole dang life, and it had gotten me in a s**t-ton of problems. I owed money to a f*****g drug dealer because of my dumbass dead brother. I’d been good, but my brother had been a holy terror and I was the one that got the shaft.
Well, I wanted a different kind of shaft now. Hard. Deep. “Yes.”
His entire body shuddered as he settled me over him. He was huge, my p***y spreading slowly to take him in, the stretch bordering on pain.
Someone pounded on the door, and I felt it against my back. It was background noise. Nothing more. My entire being was focused on Wulf. On his heat. His body pressed against mine. The scent of his chest in front of my face. The huge c**k filling me to the breaking point.
He was all the way inside me, or at leas
