About the only sounds in the room were the grunts and groans coming from them as he fucked her, and even he was amazed at how flexible she was. It was bad that he only really noticed her tears when she clenched around him so much that he had to slow, even if she didn't want him to. The friction was just enough to get him off, and he buried his hands in her hair, tugging her head to the side as he bit and sucked at her neck to muffle his cries as he came. God, this was better than the last time, over almost as fast, but still it felt good. Their release had exorcised all of the pent up rage for now.
But after it was over, there was a part of him that didn't want to look at her face. He saw the marks on her body he'd left, felt the ache in his thighs where he'd been so rough with her and just knew this was getting deeper than he'd ever intended between them.