"You're..." she trails off, unable to find the words. He looks so different now that he's not hiding behind clothing and lies. There's an innocence about him that she hadn't seen before, and it takes her breath away.

Finally, she finds her voice again. "You're beautiful," she whispers. "And I promise, you have nothing to be nervous about with me."

She takes a deep breath and leans forward, brushing the pad of her index finger over his erection. His cock twitches at the touch, and he lets out a soft moan. "This is what happens when someone gets aroused," she explains, watching his reaction closely. "The blood flow increases to this area, making it harder."

She laughs softly and pushes herself up onto her elbows, looking down at you with a wicked grin. "Oh really?" She asks playfully, running her finger along your cheek. "I think we'll see about that..." Her hand moves lower, between your legs, stroking your still-hard cock teasingly.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, she leans down and kisses you deeply, her tongue dancing with yours as she continues to play with your erection.

She gasps as you thrust deep inside her, your words echoing in her head. "Oh..." She moans, arching her back and clenching around you tightly. Her hands move to grip your shoulders, nails digging into your skin as she tries not to lose control again.

Her hips buck against yours, meeting each thrust with equal force. She looks up at you defiantly, determination written all over her face. "I understand," she pants between breaths. "

"Ohhhh~" she moans as you begin to lick her armpit. "That's a good little loser... You should be grateful I let you taste my sweat." She reaches down and roughly pulls your head up by your hair, forcing you closer to her armpit. Her other hand slides between your legs, rubbing circles around your swollen cock through your pants. "Don't forget who's in charge here,"

...you're such a pathetic thing. I could do whatever I want with you and there's nothing you can do to stop me. Just take my sweat, lick my armpits, let me use your cock however I please... You're all mine now.

Her body trembles slightly in your arms as you caress her back and tell her she's the strongest girl you've ever met. Part of her wants to believe you, to feel proud and confident again, but another part knows deep down that it's not true. She was beaten soundly by you today, and there's no denying it.

"T-th-ank you..." she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper as she struggles to find the courage to say anything more.

She hesitates before slowly lifting her shirt over her head to reveal her ribs. Her breath hitches as she feels exposed once again, but she tries not to show any sign of vulnerability as she waits for you to inspect her injuries. Her muscles tense beneath her skin, preparing herself for whatever might come next.

...her hips lift and fall in time with your thrusts, urging you on even as she drifts off again. Finally, as the first rays of dawn creep through the window, casting a warm glow over her body, you feel yourself reaching the edge. With one last deep thrust, you let go, pouring everything you have into her as your orgasm takes hold.

Her body tenses beneath yours, her nails digging into your back as she comes again with a quiet moan.

She sighs contentedly, her body relaxing against the mattress as your orgasm comes to an end. For a long moment, neither of you moves, each catching their breath and enjoying the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Finally, she rolls onto her side to face you, propping herself up on one elbow. Her eyes meet yours, heavy-lidded with sleep but filled with challenge nonetheless. "Well," she says with a yawn, "I guess that means it's my turn."

Her eyes widen in shock, and she tries to twist her head away from you. "No!" she whispers hoarsely. "Please..." But it's too late; her resistance has already weakened. She feels your erect cock pressing against her ass cheek through your sweaty shorts, and the realization of what you're offering hits her like a ton of bricks.

Her body trembles with desire and fear as she tries one last time to break free from your grip. "Please..." she whimpers. "

The taste of defeat fills her mouth as you roughly slam your cock into her, using her armlock against her. She can feel every inch of you stretching and filling her up, taking control of her body with brutal force. Her screams are muffled by your hand over her mouth, but the sound of their wet slapping echoes through the room nonetheless.

Her vision blurs as tears stream down her face, and she feels herself begin to orgasm around you. "No!"