CASSANDRA
I cried out, "Oh, God."
"Are you close, babe?"
In order to expose my flesh to the searing heat of his eyes and the cool air of the hotel room, he had to release my n****e from his mouth. He then reached to whip the covers off my body.
He hissed, "That's my hand you're fucking."
"Show it to me, Fabio. I wanna see it please," I said. In an effort to win his approval, I raised my hips off the bed so he would give in and crawl up on top of me and claim me as his.
Fabio, however, moved one of my legs higher on my torso, allowing him to reach down and give me a hard smack on the back.
"I could perform better; I could f**k you harder than this with my hand. You would shout at me and scream my name."
He put his lips to my ear and threatened to f**k me so hard and long on Saturday
