“You’re lying.” My eyes bore into hers with not an ounce of uncertainty.
I watch her closely, scrutinizing every inch of her, every movement she does and doesn’t make. The way she swallows tells me she’s nervous, and before she casts her eyes away from me, I see the guilt swimming in them.
I kick the door shut. “You’re a lying fucking bitch.” I take a menacing step toward her, and she backs away until her ass is flush against the small table.
She shakes her head profusely. “I-I’m not. I swear it.”
My boots are flush against her toes, and I scan her from head to toe. When my gaze lands back on hers, my pulse rushes at the way she looks at me. It’s almost a submissive look, as if she’s waiting to be instructed, and when she chews on her bottom lip and glances down at her peaked nipples, her cheeks turn crimson. My cock takes notice, releasing a steady stream of pre-cum that has me groaning in ecstasy.
Turning my head into her hair, I breathe in her peachy scent.
Fuck, I need her.
Now.
I grab hold of her small hips, and she doesn’t even attempt to stop me. I spin her around, kick her legs apart, and with my tattooed, bloody hand, I grip her throat, elongating it until her head falls back against my shoulder.
“Can you feel my hard cock, Little Demon?” I grunt and push my hips forward so she feels every inch of my solid length.
She swallows under my palm, and my fingers tighten on her throat, biting into her skin so hard I’m sure I’ll leave bruises. A lasting reminder of who owns her.
“You’re going to let me fuck you, you hear me?”
Exhilaration skitters up my spine when her breath catches and lust fills her heavy emerald eyes.
Why the hell does my body thrive so much off the girl I hate with all my being?
“You’re going to be a good girl and let me spill my hate inside you. Do you hear me?” To answer, she blinks, and my balls pull tight.
“The kid sleepin’?” I grunt into her ear.
“Y-Yes.”
Unable to take any more, I release her, and she falls forward, catching herself. Her hands slam down on the wooden table while I make quick work of my belt and pop open my jeans. She remains in the perfect position for me, completely at my mercy. I dig a condom out of my back pocket and tear it open.
I lower my zipper, and my cock breaks free, springing out. I give it two swift pumps before I slide the condom down its thick length. My body is alive with excitement, and when I grip the waistband of her sleep shorts in my hand and tear them down her thighs, she jolts. I spread a palm across her spine to hold her still while my free hand glides my pierced cock down her bare ass and to her pussy.
She steps up onto her tiptoes, giving me access, and when I feel the slickness of her cunt, a sputtered laugh leaves me.
“You really are as fucked up as me, aren’t you?”
I place the thick head of my cock to her entrance, and in one swift thrust of my hips, I bury myself inside her warm cunt.
Jesus, it feels good. “Fuck,” I groan in awe. “So fucking tight,” I bite out in sheer wonder. “Jesus.”
I can’t ever remember a pussy as tight as this, and already, I know I’m going to be in trouble. I’m going to be addicted. She’s wet, warm, and grips me like a vise.
I move the hand on her back to her hair, balling it in my fist until I create a rein, then I slide my cock out and slam back inside.
“Fuck.”
My eyes roll, and a sudden urge to feel her bare ravishes my veins… and my brain cells, apparently. Without thinking, I pull out of her, and for the first time in my life, I rip the condom off my cock and drop it to the floor before slamming back inside harder than before, determined to make this everything I want it to be.
Holy shit, she’s good. She’s so much more than I ever expected.
The sensation is indescribable; it’s like she’s marking me, making me hers with each feral thrust I deliver.
A sultry moan leaves her lips, and I delight in it. I pick up my pace, unable to help myself. Thrust after thrust, I slam my hips against her perfect ass, pushing my cock so far inside her I can feel the softness of her cervix, and my eyes roll at the thought of coming inside her bare cunt, something I’ve never done before. I should pull out. I know I should, but the idea of coming inside her hole and making her mine has me feeling alive, and with her, maybe that’s what I need. Maybe that way, I will control her and her life that I seem to crave.
