Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

A mixture of pleasure and anger coursed through, knowing
it was done, and I’d ruined her now, but everything feeling so
goddamn good that I knew I’d do this all over again if I had a
chance to go back.
Her body squeezed me tightly in heat, and my cock
throbbed with the need to start pumping.
I removed my hand. “Does it still hurt?”
She paused but then started to relax, her thighs falling wide
again and her nails retracting from my shoulders. “No.” She
swallowed. “Not really anymore.”
I slid my hand under her ass, grabbing hold, and with my
gaze on her face, I pulled out of her and thrust right back in.
She made the sweetest little sound, her face twisted up in
pain and pleasure as she adjusted to me, and when she started
to arch her back and roll her hips to meet me, I knew I didn’t
have to hold back anymore.
I pumped my cock, seeing her breasts shake with the
movement and her throat bare and open for my mouth as she
threw her head back.
Her moans grew louder, and I put my mouth over hers,
flicking her with my tongue and nibbling her lips. “Shhhh,” I
teased. “You’re going to get me in trouble.”
She smiled, biting her lip. “It feels so good.”
Yeah, but this wasn’t going to last long. It was taking
everything I had to hold back. My dick was charged and ready,
and I wanted to go harder.
“Touch yourself,” I told her.
I needed her to help me get her off before I came.
She did what she was told and reached down, rubbing
herself as I thrust inside her faster and deeper.
She arched up and kissed me, raising her knees higher,
knowing what I needed to sink farther into her. She was so
wet, and I sucked the water off her breasts, neck, and jaw as
her hand worked herself between us.