But although she was speaking, it might as well have been as if she wasn't.
Even as she felt Cain continue to plunge himself deep into her over and over again, Violet clung desperately to him, trying to muffle her moans as the pressure increased.
At one point, she pulled back, wanting to simply fall to the floor and pull herself away from Cain completely, only to feel her waist grabbed firmly the next moment as she tilted back.
Instead of falling to the ground, she felt Cain lean into her, groaning loudly in her ear as the pressure between her legs increased in an almost painful way. She gasped, sinking her fingernails into his skin—something Cain didn't seem to notice—as he bent down to kiss her squarely on the cheek.
His breath was heated, even twice as much as his skin, as he continued to move slowly inside her.
