Chapter 8 In Her

• Then I palmed her collar to hold her there and glided into her. Feeling those wet walls peaked around me. Slowly peeling open to make way for my branch. Once she was impaled she tipped her head back and made an objecting noise.
• “Do you feel that Sweetheart. That’s me ball deep in your pretty flesh. A man claiming a woman. And this is how it’ll be every night in my bed.”
• “All this sweet flesh…” I palmed her outer thigh. Still holding it but caressing it and learning the feel of it. “Mine for the taking…”