"Don't call me Princess," she told him sharply, more out of habit than actual annoyance. She hated when men called her pet names and it was just an automatic response for her to correct them. She smirked when he pulled her closer to the edge of the counter. At least he listened to her.
Keeley was glad he didn't waste any time. Foreplay and teasing could be fun but shagging on the counter in the kitchen wasn't really a place for those things at least not in her opinion.
She couldn't help the breathy moan she let out when he slid all the way into her roughly. He felt fucking amazing. She rolled her hips a little, biting her lip at the feeling of being completely filled.