Hate Me With Your Legs Wrapped Around Me

Elena’s Point Of View "Let your husband fuck his lies." His voice was a snarl, a growl, a promise that slithered into my ears and wrapped around my soul, tightening like a noose. His hips slammed into me, his cock pounding into me with a force that stole my breath, that shattered my thoughts, that left me nothing but feeling… pain, pleasure, need, ruin. "You?" His voice was dark, possessive, feral. "You take truth on your knees." And fuck, did I ever. He kept going, kept hitting that spot deep inside me, the one that made my vision blur, that made my toes curl, that made my body tremble with need. His grip on my hair tightened, his other hand clamping down on my hip, holding me still as he fucked me… hard, fast, brutal, like he was trying to brand me from the inside out. "Jaxx!" His name tore from my throat, a plea, a prayer, a curse, as pleasure coiled tight and hot inside me, building, building, building. And then… It hit me. Hard. Fast. Unrelenting. A scream ripped from my throat, m