493: GET IT ALL DONE

LUKE'S POV I moved behind Harriet, held her ass, and slid my cock into her. Her pussy was a vice grip—a searing heat that engulfed my cock in an ecstasy of pleasure and pain. However, even as I thrust into her, my hands gripping her hips, I could feel her body tensing beneath me, resisting the pleasure she so clearly craved. "Is this what you wanted?" She gasped, her voice low and primal. "To take me like this? To claim me?" I ignored her and continued to pound her vigorously. Her words fell away, lost in a chorus of moans and grunts, her body surrendering to the relentless rhythm of my thrusts. But even in her surrender, I could feel her resistance, her desperate attempt to maintain control. "You think this is what I want?" She snarled, her voice a low, feral growl. "Do you believe you can break me with your cock?" You're wrong, darling. So fucking wrong." But her words were a desperate lie, as I could see around here. Since she was arching back against me, her fingers clawed a