This is getting old. It’s not fun when it’s this miserable. I need to fix her, so I can break her again myself.
After dinner, I watch her clean the kitchen before telling her to follow me to the bedroom. Sex seems to be where she can forget about him. This is the only time I have seen her let go and relax a bit.
My clothes come off, and I lie down on my bed. Standing naked at the bottom of my bed, she waits for direction. “Sit on my face.”
“What?” she asks like she didn’t hear me.
“Sit on my face,” I repeat a little slower and hold out my hand. She takes it, and I pull her on top of me, guiding her pussy to my mouth. She is sweet and soft on my tongue.
Just like last time I was eating her out, she is stiff at first. I let my hands roam over her thighs, and I can feel her body growing softer and needier. With her hands on the wall above me, she is bracing herself. She doesn’t look down at me, but I’m watching her closely. Her face is flush, her eyes are closed, and her mouth is ajar. She is panting and moaning softly now, but I don’t think she is close to coming. For some reason, she can’t let go like this.
I’m trying to figure out if she doesn’t want to let go or if she doesn’t know how. I keep sucking on her clit, letting my tongue glide over it before dipping it inside of her. I can taste her arousal, feel her thighs quiver, but when I look up, her eyes are shut, and her jaw flexed as if she is grinding her teeth. What the fuck is wrong with her? Why can’t she come like this?
Giving up, for now, I push her off my face and flip her around, so I can fuck her doggy. I enter her from behind in one swift move, making her gasp. I go slow for a minute, enjoying how tight she is in this position. Her body is still stiff, and it looks like her thin arms are about to give out. I need to feed her more. She is too skinny. She can’t even hold her own body weight up like this.
I let my hand travel up her spine, drawing a shiver out of her. When my hand is flat on her back, between her shoulder blades, I push her down. She lets her upper body fall to the mattress with a sigh. I can see her shoulders relaxing, and I can feel her body softening. Now, with her more relaxed, I can get back to enjoying this.
Grabbing her hips with both hands, I fuck her in earnest. Slamming into her over and over again, until I feel my balls tighten, ready to shoot up a load. Her body is rocking forward with every thrust. In the heat of the moment, I pull my hand back and slap her ass with my flat palm. One second, I’m balls deep in her tight pussy. The next, she is across the bed, huddle up by the headboard.
“Don’t do that,” she whimpers, adding more quietly, “please.”
I should have known that she wouldn’t like that. But honestly, I wasn’t thinking about that when I did it. Spanking is not really a turn on for me. I’ve done it in the past because girls wanted me to. Most chicks seem to like it, but I don’t see its appeal.
“Get back here. My dick is getting cold,” I scowl at her.
“I-I’ll let you do whatever you want, but you can’t hit me.”
“Hityou?” I can’t help but roll my eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous. I didn’thityou. I spanked your ass. There is a big difference. Believe me, if I had hit you, you would know it.”
Her accusation makes my blood boil. Grown ass men get out of my way when they see me coming. I don’t need to hit a woman to make myself feel like I’m stronger than anybody else. I fucking know I’m stronger than everybody else.
“I won’t let you hit me,” she repeats, her voice shaking, and I know she is on the verge of crying again.
I wasn’t planning to keep smacking her ass, but her choice of words gets my attention. “You won’tletme?” I smirk. “And how are you going to prevent me from doing whatever I want with you?”
“I will… I’ll fight you.” Her voice is quiet and trembling, even though I can tell she is trying her best to keep it strong and even.
“Maybe I’ll like you fighting me.” I move closer to her, and she flattens herself against the headboard in response.
“I won’t stay here. I’ll leave.”
I move even closer, and she squeezes her eyes shut as if that will make me go away. When I’m an inch away from her face, I whisper, “Then I’ll lock you in, cuff you to the bed, so I can use you whenever I want. Maybe slap you around for real this time.”
Her eyes fly open, meeting mine with pure terror, and I know I’ve gone too far. Shit, this is not how I get to her. This is just fucking her up more. I straighten up, putting some distance between us.
“Get out,” I growl. Her eyes go wide, and then she slowly moves off the bed, keeping her gaze on me as if she is expecting me to pounce on her like a wild animal. I take in her slight frame as she moves. She is so small and skinny, her limbs slender, and her skin pale. She looks breakable to me, like a glass figurine that will break into a thousand pieces if you ever drop it.
“Sleep on the couch and don’t even fucking think about leaving. I’ll find you wherever you go, and then I will lock you up for real, got it?”
“Got it,” she murmurs before exiting the room.
Well, this sucks. Now I have to jerk myself off.
Chapter 7
Penny
My chest is heaving,and my heart is still racing when I return to the living room. Only when I’m back at the couch, do I notice that I didn’t even pick up my clothes. I’m standing in the room completely naked. A shiver running over my entire body as I try to think about what I should do. Do I just go to sleep on the couch like he said, or should I calm down and go back in there?
