"Damn straight I'm gonna fuck you." Sam growled, lined up and slid into her in one soft, slippery stroke. He groaned loudly, and wrapped his hands around her hips and began to fuck her.
He worked into it, with his back and rolling his hips, sometimes rising up on his toes to get a better angle. But he was relentless, setting up a hard, skin slapping pace. The first time he thought he might come, he gave her a hearty slap on the ass, then palmed the spot where he'd just hit.
"Wish I could hear all those pretty noises you'd make. Be worth the headache, I'm sure. I bet you come so pretty when you're all alone, don't you?"