Nothing about the act was gentle. Either because there was very little time or because he wanted to punish her for running away. Whatever the reason was inconsequential. All that mattered was the feel of him inside her body plucking the most delicious notes of pleasure from within. She longed to scream and cry out like she had when they were tucked away in the privacy of his flat, but knew that would just add an extra level of carelessness to their already reckless behavior. Biting her bottom lip, she stifled the moans.