“Hmm...”
“Whose pussy is this?”
“Yours.”
“Good girl.”
His brutal strokes were in sync with the sloppy sounds my wet cunt made as he slipped in and out of me.It sounded like a twisted lullaby to my ears.Damien fucked as mercilessly as he looked.He didn’t care that I sounded out of breath.He held my throat and pounded me into the mattress until I was screaming and clawing at his back.
His pace was rough and addictively ruthless.He handled me in such a filthy, dirty way, like I was nothing but his personal slut.The way I constantly dripped around him as he slammed in and out of me said a lot about me.
I was just as twisted as he was.
I enjoyed every bit of the sweet torture he inflicted on me.
He wasn’t gentle.Just like he said, he fucked me like I was a brat—like he hated me and wanted to take it out on me.
My moans wanted to pull the room down—hard, shaky, and strange to my ears.
“Your cunt is so tight and wet.It was made for me.”He fucked me harder.
I squealed when he flipped me over so I was on my stomach.My face dug into the mattress, and I bit into it when he thrust into me again with a force that wrecked me.
He gathered my hair into his fists, hand on my hip, pounding into me without stopping for me to catch my breath.
He rammed into me like a madman on a mission.
“Please—” I clawed at the sheets, feeling my saliva soil its surface.A sheen of sweat soaked my skin, my curled toes digging into the surface beneath me as though they could rely on it to anchor them to sanity.“Stop...I can’t-oh, God.”
His rhythm intensified as he fucked me harder.“You take me so fucking well.”
My stomach knotted so tightly, the buildup overwhelming me until it rocked my limbs.
“Damien, please.”I broke into a sob.“I’ll be good for you.Please, let me come.”My eyes drifted shut like I was about to pass out, but he didn’t stop fucking me.
He reached for a nipple, twisting it, and his hot lips met my ear.“You want to scream?Scream.I’m not done with you, Red.”
When he pinched my clit, applying pressure on it to stimulate me more, I felt like I was going to combust because of how good it felt.My eyes rolled back in their sockets.My vision grew dull and thin.
I pushed back at him, meeting him thrust for thrust.I didn’t know whether I wanted him to stop or keep going.I was overstimulated.My nipples were as hard as rocks.My breasts were heavy, and I wouldn’t stop dripping.
“Oh, that feels so good.”
He spanked my ass, and I moaned.
My screams felt too much for me to bear.I wanted to dip my fingers into my ears to block out my loud moans and whimpers.
When my knees felt like they couldn’t carry me anymore, he held me in place and fucked me into the mattress until I was whimpering and writhing.
“You want to come for me, don’t you, my little slut?”He tugged at my hair.
“Yes, please.Yes!”
“Come with me, Red.”
His thrusts were relentless as he pounded me toward my release.I bit into the sheets to submerge my moans as my climax hit me hard.I came with a hoarse cry, while Damien fucked me through my release until he met his.
His cum dripped down my thigh as he pulled out.I dropped onto the bed like a log.My thighs were sticky, and my skin felt sweaty, but he drew me into his embrace.
