“He presses my lips to his, and they're searing hot. I want to reach the top with him, to kill him, just for the high. 'Fuck you Sam,' I whisper against his lips, and now he lets go to unzip his jeans. He grabs me by the waist of my skirt and yanks it, breaking the elastic... He pulls me away from th…”— Martha O' Connor, amazon.comTagged: Sex, erotica