Oh she would never, ever said that he was half assed in bed. She was enjoying herself way too much to give him anything but compliments.
Another squeal was ripped from her at that bite, something kind of primal and savage in the back of her mind making her like it a little too much. And it was enough to drive her over that edge, fingernails digging into his skin hard enough to draw blood. She squeezed and spasmed around him.
She honestly didn't give a rat's behind that she'd given in to her desires so quickly. It just felt so good to have a man in her bed, inside of her with all that hard thrusting and the sweat of two bodies so joined. It was Heaven, surely, for Hell could never feel so good.