"Crisanto, my ex-novia, is back, and she's furious. She's all fiery eyes and stormy lips, but I see the hunger in her gaze. I grab her waist, pulling her close, feeling her heart race. She pushes me away, but I chase her, cornering her against the wall. I lean in, whispering, 'You want it rough, perra?' She bites her lip, then nods, 'Fuck me hard, exnovia.' I don't need another invitation. I'm inside her, hard and deep, giving her the punishment she craves."