You ease into me. The claim of your hand stirring me to the very core. Slicken folds part for you. Taking you in, inch by blissful inch. Muscles are stretched, clinging tight to the flesh of your cock. Trembling as you whisper for me to move on your cock. I obey. The slow roll of my hips begin the tortuous moment of fucking. Grinding into your shaft as it fills me. I feel your hand tighter more around my neck. I swallow and move again. The rhythmic motion in keeping with your breathing as it becomes harder and faster. Teeth sink into my shoulder as you growl my name. “My whore” My heart hammers in my chest at your words. Claimed…owned. I belonged to you.