Buffy threw her head back against the wall she pressed up against, unable to hold back the sharp cry that escaped her lips. In that very moment, she didn't care one wink about the sounds she was making or the fact that people upstairs might hear her. She hooked her legs around his waist, holding on to him tightly as her fingertips dug into the flesh of his back. The force and ferocity with which he took her was beyond intense.
"Yes, Master. All yours. Only yours," she could scarcely whimper as he pounded into at that delicious, brutal pace. Her hands tangled in his hair as moved to pay equal attention to her painfully hard nipples, eliciting another whimper from her parted lips. "Please fuck me hard, Master. Please don't stop."