He drove into me hard and fast, filling me completely to the hilt, and I couldn’t do anything but scream. I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but no one had ever been big enough or gotten the angle right like this - he was hitting my cervix. Slamming it, really. And what should’ve been painful was wonderful, instead. It sent fireworks through my belly and into my chest. The scream I elicited was guttural - from somewhere deep in me - and so loud and so depraved I felt my vocal chords stinging. I knew I was completely flushed and my eyes were wild, darting back and forth, unsure of where to look. Unsure if this was really happening. He stilled then, tugging my chin in his direction, forcing me to look in his eyes. He wanted me to