C49 Dontrell’s POV: Taming Her One Cry at a Time.

The room felt suffocating as I slid my fingers along her wet heat, feeling her pulse race. I kissed her hard, urgently, as the table groaned beneath us. My hands roamed her body, deliberate, unrelenting. She gasped, but I silenced her, swallowing the sound with my mouth on hers.

“You’re mine tonight," I growled, stepping closer.

Her breath hitched. "I don’t—"

"Shh." I cut her off