C38 Zane: Painful Pleasure
Her words cut deep, and somehow; it feels good. How fucked up is that? My lips crash against hers, a moan escaping my mouth. She pushes me back as she tries freeing herself.
“Get off me! You really think I want you? No one wants you, Zane.” Her words are sharp.
“Like I fucking care!” I kiss her again, feeling her fighting against me
