“Thanks.” She murmured as she tentatively took it from him. Anal sex She gasped, startled by his action and embarrassed that half of her was now completely naked, her perky breasts exposed to him. In one swift movement he grasped her shirt and ripped it in half. He frowned and held her in place. “I moved here for a job, but I don’t start for another month.”
“A Journalist? He slowly began running his finger across his bottom lip absently, staring at something. Her stride became faster and she kept glancing behind her. “Put me down!” she continued to struggle. Suddenly a sharp pain shot through his lip as she bit him. He was sitting on the couch in front of the fire, he seemed to be lost in thought. “Oh” he suddenly realized what she wanted. “She bit my fucking hand! She wandered into the bathroom around the corner and closed the door; there was no lock. He let out an almost animalistic growl and began to pound her faster. She flushed an even brighter red. He knew he was torturing her.
