[As soon as it's in her grasp, he pulls it away to work down her body. She fight against him fruitlessly. There's no keeping him from lifting up her hips and taking her in his mouth. She clenches her fist and slams it on the ground in frustration and a pleasure so intense it hurts. Her free hand tangles in his hair, pulling on it vengefully as she digs her heels into his back. If she can't touch him, she can at least make it hurt. (Just the way he likes it.)]
⊕ Friday!