“I don’t feel the same way about you,” I lied.
It was as though something snapped inside him.Luciano’s gaze darkened, taking a more fatal edge.He looked feral, like he was ready to rip my clothes off and pin me against a surface.
It made me hot and bothered, as much as it terrified me.
“Is that so?”He ran his finger over my lips.They parted willingly, releasing a moan.My nipples stiffened against the sheer material, begging for his attention.“Why don’t I show you what you look like when you beg for my cock like the desperate little whore that you are?”
“Luciano...”My voice couldn’t even hide how turned on I was.“We are in a dressing room.People might hear.”
“Good,” he murmured against my lips, yanking me into his chest.“They will wish they were us.Let them hear how you come around my cock after you lied that you feel nothing for me.”
He spun me around harshly.
I gasped.
Luciano had handled me roughly before, but this was different.He wasn’t just expressing his intent to claim me.He was also displaying his intent to destroy me.
I was now facing the mirror, taking in how flushed and horny I looked.I was scared, but I was also thrilled.I caught the way my breath rapidly hitched, the way my lips parted, and the way my chest rose and fell heavily, causing my boobs to grow heavier and more sensitive with each heavy breath.He could smell my arousal if he had taken a whiff.He had barely touched me and I was already dripping wet.
That was how much I fucking needed him.
That was how much I wanted him.
His fingers found their way into my hair, which was wrapped in a ponytail.The strands fell loose, dropping to my shoulders.
His nose hit my hair, sniffing it in, then he groaned.“Why don’t we see how much you hate me?”he whispered into my ear.
I was bent over the dresser so roughly, I moaned when my hardened nipples hit the cold, slippery surface.I whimpered as he bunched my dress to my waist, pulling up on the thin line of my thong that separated my ass cheeks, only to snap it back against my skin.A moan ripped from my throat, followed by the angry ripping sound of my underwear.
“Look at how filthy wet you are for me, Andrea.”He cupped my pussy, then spanked my pussy so hard, the stinging pain made my toes curl.His fingers ran up and down the length of my cunt, eliciting broken whimpers from me before he pinched my clit.“You’re messing up all my fingers, yet you hate me.”
The sound of his belt being undone echoed through the room, followed by the hurried unzipping of his fly.Anticipation rippled through my veins, tensing up my body.
His cock teased my cunt, ever so slightly, making my body twitch.When he slammed into me, I was thrown forward by the brutal force of how he thrusted into me.
“Look at how your cunt swallows me whole.”He grabbed my hip, spanking my ass roughly.
“Please...”I whimpered.I didn’t know what I was begging him for—to pull out or to fuck me the way I needed.
Unlike how he’d take some time to get acclimated to my tight walls or drown in them, it was different this time around.His intentions to punish me were very obvious.
He pulled out of me and slammed back into me, making the wooden dresser rattle under our weight.
“Ah!”I cried.
“You are a stubborn little thing.”He gripped my hair, fucking me harshly from behind.“You lie, you deflect, you pretend to hate me, yet as I’m claiming this sweet little pussy, you’re shamelessly dripping around my cock like a desperate little slut.”
He wasn’t lying.I was dripping wet.He was pounding me, yet my arousal didn’t stop smearing my thighs and anything in close contact with it.That was how wet I was.
“Oh—oh—oh, slower—” My moans broke aggressively as he railed me against the dresser.
My scalp burned from how hard he was gripping my hair as he took me mercilessly against the dresser.My knees buckled, almost giving way, but he dug his fingernails into my hip to keep me in place.My sensitive nipples ached so badly, scratching against the dresser that gave friction.
I pressed my face onto the dresser, drooling helplessly as loud, filthy moans came out of my lips.The way I sounded wasn’t helpful because anyone could walk in on us, but every time I tried to muffle my moans, he pounded me harder.
Luciano fucked me like an animal.He had never taken me like this before.The angry strokes of his cock inside and outside of my wet cunt were brutal, ruthless, and rearranging my insides.
“Please—oh, please.”
