Demian whispered, biting down on her jaw as he fucked her harder, relentless, determined to ruin her resolve until she was nothing but a mess of sweat, tears, and want beneath him.
Demian had been right Valerie's anger had melted away, replaced with shameless, burning lust.
Now she was straddling him without a hint of embarrassment, her naked hips grinding wantonly in Demian's lap, his cock buried deep inside her. Every roll of her body sent shivers up both their spines; they moaned together, breathless and desperate for more.
"So this is what my woman looks like when she's angry?" Demian taunted, his grip tightening on her waist as he watched her ride him with abandon, her skin flushed and marked by his bites and scratches.
Valerie's face burned red, her lips parted and wet, making Demian's hunger spike even hotter.
"Clever girl… you're getting even better at driving me wild," Demian groaned, his voice thick with filthy praise.
