"Excellent!" she muttered, storming out of the suite swiftly and slamming the door behind her. Amaria swept her damp, silky hair back shakily.
"Pull out," she told Kaden.
"Make me do that," Kaden replied, pounding into her again, faster than before, and she fisted her hands involuntarily.
"Kaden, I can't! Just... just this...