
The sound is loud in the room as my head whips to the side. “You can do better than that, Little Bird,” I murmur, before biting down on her bottom lip. Grinning against her mouth, I kiss her harder. Tugging her closer, I press my hardness between her legs, and she freezes before her fighting gets worse.

She wants me to stop? Then I want to see that Roxy. She gets angry, and starts slapping and clawing at my bare shoulders with her tiny kitten claws. I force my tongue deeper, dominating her mouth, marking her lips, bruising them. The sound seems to snap her out of it, but I refuse to let her go. She moans, a breathy little sound that goes straight to my cock.

Her body quivers against me, my cock so hard, I feel like I’m about to explode just from a kiss alone.
