Eileen's POV
"Let me come inside,"Kyle insisted, his voice low and dangerous. I couldn't even hear him. All I heard was their slapping skin and the pound of my heart.
"Actually, don't."
My eyes flew open at that. I hooked my legs around him.
"No," I protested. "I want it."
Kyle's eyes grew dark. It flickered in warning, but I grabbed him by the collar and kissed him again. At this, he grunted. Breath ragged, my mouth was slow and weak. Then, I let out a sharp cry, tightening until he nearly exploded inside of me.
I saw a flash of hot, white light. Then, my body collapsed to the desk. I was panting fast and hard. But he did not stop. He continued, despite my extreme sensitivity. I cried out, pushing at his chest, but he grabbed my wrists and kissed my fingertips. Haphaza
