“I’m going to ruin you!” I yell as I struggle, thinking of what I can do to get some control back. I don’t have many options. He’sgot my hands pinned, and now that my thighs are spread wide on either side of his legs, I can’t kick him. I just have my mouth. I need him close enough to bite.
His mouth presses against the shell of my ear and he inhales slowly like he’s savoring my scent. “The only thing that’s getting ruined here is you, baby.”
I turn my head fast, trying to knock his face, but he’s already moved his mouth to my other ear. His free hand finds my hip and squeezes, pulling my ass back against him.
“I’m going to ruin this pretty model pussy of yours real fucking good. Better than your boyfriend does.”
I suck in a breath, ready to fight back, to bite, spit, headbutt.
Then a deep heat spreads in my core as Denver presses his mouth to my neck in a kiss laced with menace. “You’ll go back to him with me dripping down your thighs.”
I throw my head back fast and there’s a satisfying smack as it connects with something.
“That’s it, baby. Fight back. It only makes me harder.”
My breathing quickens as Denver buries his face into my neck, groaning out the words,“Yes,baby, you’re getting my dick so hard.”I struggle against him, bucking my ass up, trying to get some leverage, but he presses with more force, pinning me down.
“It’s so fucking small I can’t even feel it!” I spit back.
“You’ll feel every inch of it inside your cunt in a minute.”
He grabs at the waistband of my workout tights like he’s going to yank them down, over my ass cheeks.
I throw my head back again, but this time it’s useless. I try to shove my hips up instead. Maybe if I can hit him in the groin, I can make him let go of my hands. Something big is pushed between my ass cheeks as I buck.
“So eager for it, aren’t you?” he rasps.
I swallow thickly as his huge dick nestles itself against me. It’s almost as big as it felt when I touched his gun in my bed, and he pinned me to the mattress.
Only then it was hard… this time it’s soft.
“You feel how hard you make me?” he groans as he grinds his hips into me, pushing his soft dick against my ass.
My cheeks burn.Asshole.
This is roleplay. He’s playing his part so well. It’s time I did too.
My chest heaves as I force out a sob. I suck it back in, then cough out another, whining at the same time so it sounds like I’m crying.
“Stop,” I beg. “You’re scaring me.” I do a good job of making my voice shake as I splutter out another cry. “I want you to stop.”
He turns me so fast beneath him that I’m gazing up into concerned green eyes before I can blink.
“Sinclair?” A warm hand holds my cheek and his eyes dart all around my face like he’s checking me over.
I shove at his chest, and he moves back easily, slumping back onto his knees.
“I won that one,” I announce as I stand.
Denver looks up at me, his brows lowering as he continues to check me over.
“I’m fine! I won because you went easy on me. Again! I told you I could handle it,” I snap, more annoyed than I can put into words. I’m not sure why I’m suddenly so riled up. But Denver looking at me, his jaw stiff with concern, isn’t helping.
“You’re fine?”
“Yes!”
“Okay. I won’t check on you next time,” he says, still studying me.
