It was like nothing she had ever felt. He didn't feel human. He breathed heavily but he didn't moan or gasp like she longed to. She unbuttoned his shirt roughly, exploring his smooth, untouched body. He was not gentle; he was filled with burning anger and passion.
Their mouths broke contact as he entered her. She ground her hips into his as they moved together, thrusting into the wall. As she felt her body screaming for release, she cried out, but he quickly covered her mouth with his. He thrust into her once more before she came, and she screamed louder than before- this time he couldn't quieten her. He managed to keep holding her to the wall as she shuddered violently, riding out the waves of her orgasm. As she felt him climax after her, tears stung her eyes as he bit her lip violently. The taste of blood filled her mouth as he quickly let go of her.
Why do you always have to leave so quickly?
She knew he felt nothing for her. That was the only thing that upset her, the lack of love, the end, when she had to admit she was just a release for him. And she always felt worse when they had finished.