“The sensation of being inside of her, their bodies connected, sent a chill down Corrado’s spine that rivaled only the thrill he got from hearing her whimper and moan. He did that. He caused that. His hands – hands that roamed her flushed skin, hands that cupped her warm cheeks as he kissed her deeply – didn’t just cause pain. Those hands didn’t just brutalize. They were capable of pleasure, too, pleasure reserved for her.”
