He pulled out and flipped her over onto her stomach. But instead of the standard position, he pulled her up onto all fours, then reached forward and grabbed both her wrists, pulling her arms back straight while using them for leverage.
"The Cuffed Doggy," Silas said, pushing back inside. "I control your entire body. You can't do anything except take what I give you."
He was right. From this position, with her arms pulled back, Eve had no leverage, no control, no ability to do anything except endure the brutal pace Silas set.
Each thrust drove deep, and the angle hit her g-spot with punishing accuracy. Eve's face was pressed into the mattress, her back arched impossibly, completely at his mercy.
"One more," Silas repeated, his voice strained. "Come one more time. Show me how good I make you feel."
His pace increased impossibly...harder, faster, deeper. Eve felt tears leak from her eyes from the intensity of it.
And then....impossibly, the fifth orgasm crashed over her.
