Crying, I push my body up to him, trying to get more while my hands clasp into his shirt, and I feel the cold blade run along my side.
Slowly it cuts off my clothes. I move, fighting against him, while pushing my body closer to his, craving him. I don’t want him to think I’m giving in, even if I f*cking am. His fingers push into my core, and he curls the perfectly to hit that spot inside of me. Crying out I grind against him.
"F*cking possessive as*holes!" My words are loud as he chuckles, biting against my n****e. My hands grasp his hair pulling him closer
"And you're a b***h, now shut the f*ck up." I groan as his mouth sucks against my clit, my hips grinding harder and faster into his hand as the orgasm flows through me. Groaning, I move and fight against his grip.
"Get off me, if yo
