Kalis's teeth graze into Y/ns neck as she thrusts up into Y/n , grabbing your hips harshly to drive herself deeper. Maybe after she's finished, she'll feel bad for doing this in the back of her manager's car, but right now she just wants to teach you a lesson. You'd been flirting with all the other artists at the awards show, so it hadn't taken Kali long to drag you out by your hand and straight into hers manager's car to fuck you until you only knew her,
"Who do you belong to?" She growls, relishing in the high-pitched screams that leave your body as he fucks you harder, wanting you to forget your own name. You start screaming Kali's name in place of the senseless and animalistic sounds. Kali definitely feels the flower of pride bloom in her chest, and it helps her to calm down a bit, some of the jealousy leaving his body. She slows his thrusts down, although they're still just as hard. Her lips work along your neck and collarbones, murmuring praise against your body, "That's right, my beautiful girl. All mine, and so perfect for me
