“Don’t move them” my husky voice commands as I slap your hands to the bedroom wall.  You knew very well what kind of mood I was in tonight by the way I tore the dress from your body.  You were going to be fuck, hard.  You feel my fist wrap into your hair with a strong yank.  You cry out as your head snaps back but I can smell the sex dripping off your hungry cunt.  I know what you need and I am taking what I need.  I run my other hand down across your aching nipples and over your stomach.  Down in your panties just to feel you shiver.  Pulling the thong to the side I glide my thickness between your thighs to rub your wetness along my shaft.  Then with your neck in my mouth you feel the growl on your skin as I thrust into you roughly.  Every powerful slam of my hips makes you weak as I take you, your beast inside you deep, claiming your very soul as you melt under me.  “Mine!”