`` for someone who considers herself a good journalist , i 'd think you 'd understand why that is . '' she tightened her hands into fists , gathering up the blanket as he rubbed the tip of his cock at her entrance . i pressed one hand flat against the wall next to her head and leaned closer to kiss her pretty mouth . her only injury was bloody knuckles . `` i 'm not talking to you right now . they fought at her , grabbing for the notebooks , but after a moment , they settled down . 