Then he throws out the words, “Where they belong,” as if to imply I’m not where I belong; locked up in my room.
Ugh.He’s such an asshole.
“And I’m not?That’s what you’re implying, right?”I snap.
His eyes narrow slightly.“Your temper is unattractive.”
“My temper is unattractive?To think I was lusting after you,” I grit and snort.“You’re just a cocksucker...”
The air lodges in my throat when his hand is suddenly cutting off my air supply.
“I’m going to stop you right there.I’m a lot of things, little tempest, but I’m the one getting my cock sucked, not the other way around.”He leans in, towering over me with his imposing body.“Your hot little mouth was the last one sucking my cock.Much better than when you’re using it to throw words at me.”
What the brain farts of all shit did this asshole just bottom burp into the world?Does he think he’s complimenting me?I’m so freaking mad I can’t even say one damn word.
His gaze drops to my lips and the words he now tells me come out husky.“I’ve been craving a repeat.Felt good to fuck your hot mouth.Your tight cunt was even better.”
My traitorous body shivers under his touch, his dirty words, reminding me of the things he did.How would sex be like between us when there’s no one else except for the two of us?
I guess there’s only one way to find out, and for once we’re on the same page when he says, “You crave it too, don’t you?Yeah, you do.”
He guides me to his room with his hands still on my throat.
Kicking the door shut, he gives a gentle squeeze before he drops his hand and orders, “Strip, turn around, bend over, and grab your ankles.”
I’m still stuck on the whole, “grab your ankles.”I mean, that’s...talk about exposed.I should probably clean up first to make sure my private parts are squeaky clean.
His hands roughly grip my waist and spin me around.My hands are trying to grip the fabric to keep it in place while he rips it down my body, leaving my ass naked as he shoves me between my shoulder blades.
A squeal rips from me when heat blossoms across my ass due to the sting from the slap he just gave me.Screw it.I showered this morning right before I took my place in front of the window to ogle him.
I grip my ankles and feel one of his hands grip my hip to keep me in place.The heat of his cock slides through my drenched pussy, ripping a moan from me.It’s the only warning I get before he shoves himself balls deep in one thrust.There’s no time to adjust to his thick girth when he’s now gripping my waist with both hands to fuck me hard.
“Just like I remembered,” he grunts between thrusts.“Hot.Tight.Slick.Very fucking nice.”
He doesn’t need a reply, right?If he does, he’s shit out of luck because all I can do is hold onto my ankles and let him ride the pleasure our bodies are creating.His cock is hitting an angle deep inside me, his dirty words, his fingers digging into my waist...everything is feeding the lust creating a blissful ball that’s bound to explode any second.
“What about this little hole, Quinn?Ever had a cock breach this tight ring?I liked having your ass plugged the last time we fucked.”
An uncoherent sound falls from my lips when he takes some slickness from our fucking and teases my asshole.
Oh fuck.Oh fuck.He’s now pumping his finger in and out of my ass and combined with his cock taking my pussy?It makes me push back at him to demand more.The bliss is overriding my brain, my body, my damn soul when my orgasm hits out of nowhere.
A scream rips from me, the grip on my ankles falters as I close my eyes and feel my knees buckle.I might be having an outer body experience as we crumble to the carpet while Fiero keeps fucking me.
He grips my neck to keep me pinned to the floor while taking everything he wants from my body.Moans fill the air, I’m pretty sure they come from me when I feel another orgasm building.
“Take it.Take what I fucking give you,” he grunts.“I’m gonna fill this tight cunt up with my cum, but next time it’s going up your tight little ass.You hear me, Quinn?I’m gonna coat every hole you have with my cum.”
“Yessssss,” I hoarsely reply and shudder through the pleasure running through my body.
He covers my body and whispers right next to my ear, “Good girl.”
One more deep thrust and he keeps himself rooted.His body tenses as I feel him pulse inside me.My pussy is still clenching, the echoes of my orgasm slowly fading as he abruptly pulls out of me.I slightly turn to see him get to his feet.
He’s still fully dressed as he shoves his cock back into his pants and says without looking at me, “Clean yourself up.We have somewhere to be and I hate being late.”
He walks off into the bathroom without another word.My body shakes for a different reason, and I quickly reach for my pants.This was a bigger mistake than getting pregnant.How can I lust after a man who doesn’t even get naked during sex, let alone kiss?I need to get out of here, and as far away from him as possible.
