He slowly slide his hand down her stomach, dragging his rough, calloused fingers around the faint maroon colored marks that had developed whilst they were sensually ravishing each other. Her legs felt numb, worrisome thoughts running through her mind as she remembers the night before, As she remembers his touch all over her, pounding her, Striking her, devouring her very being.
As her mind wandered to last night, she couldn't help but feel like a whore..
