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That's what addiction is.
A craving for poison.
That's what I am to them.
I've infected them, they've addicted me, like a sickness, they're burrowed inside my bones, and it's going to leave me with nothing more than just a memory of these seductively, noxious boys.
I freeze, my eyes fluttering open, and I know the moment he feels me go stiff beneath him, because his entire body does the same no more than a second later.
“You've been such a good girl for me,” he breathes, relaxing his hold on my chin. “But you've got bored of that, huh?” his finger and thumb pinches harder on my face. “You thought tonight you'd be bad?” he grinds his hips into me, the length of his cock hard and thick against my arse.
“No,” I gasp out.
Hot breath panting against the door, chest heaving, Lynx pins me in place, wrenches my chin further and further, like he can twist my neck at a complete one-eighty. It feels like he's going to break my spine, but as his other hand drops fromthe door, clamping onto my breast, fingertips digging in hard enough to bruise, I think, perhaps, maybe, I won't mind.
“You thought you could run from me, my attention, now you're all I can fucking see, Treasure, and I think you need a reminder of who's in charge here.” His words sink into me, heavy and dizzying, threading through my limbs like they're on strings.
Releasing my breast, he flips up the skirt of my dress, revealing my lace knickers, the rough denim of his black jeans harsh against my backside. I watch him from the corner of my eye, my neck screaming with his grip on my chin.
His knuckles graze over the exposed skin as he pops his jean's button, yanks down the zipper.
“Bend,” he grunts, his eyes between our bodies, his cock smearing me with precum.
I slip down the door jerkily as he tugs on my chin, his other hand on my hip, he yanks me back into him, my temple banging against the door.
“Get your hands on your ass, Poppy and spread those beautiful globes for me,” he grits out, his booted foot kicking mine apart, forcing my spine into an arch, my arse up.
“The door,” I breathe on a whine, panic broiling in my chest. “What if-”
“You let me worry about the fucking door,” he spits, verbally and literally, his saliva hitting the base of my spine at the end of his words, slipping down the crease of my arse, making me jerk forward. “Now, get those hands where I want 'em. This is gonna be hard and fast, Treasure.”
And just like that, fingers digging into my own flesh, weight resting entirely on my cheekbone against the door, Lynx shoves my knickers aside and thrusts into me.
My groan is drowned out by his, echoing around the grungy bathroom. My pussy feels like it's on fire, the way he is so, sodeep inside of me, his crown tapping at my cervix like it wants to be welcomed deeper.
Lynx fucks me hard, my face smashing into the door with a thud on every brutal thrust. My muscles clamp down around him trying to suck him in at the same time they want to force him out and he chuckles in my ear, draping himself heavily over my back. He licks my ear, bites my jaw, sinks his teeth into the bruised side of my throat.
Lynx pinches my clit, my head feeling like it's going to explode as pleasure shoots through my skull.
“You're a dirty fucking girl,” he rasps in my ear. “So. Fucking.Bad.” A thick finger slides into me beside his hammering cock making me whimper, stretching me far beyond pain and pleasure, a pressure too intense to do anything with but groan deep from within my chest. “That's it, Treasure, you like it when I'm rough with you, fucking come for me.”
And I do. With his weight on my back, burning heat along my spine, humid breath down my neck, I fucking detonate as he fucks into me with his cock and finger, going harder and harder. Face bashing into the door with every punishing thrust. Pleasure swells, swells, swells, and then crashes over me like an icy wave. Chills race down my spine, sweat breaking out across my forehead, back of my neck, as goosebumps crawl their way across my skin.
And Lynx is grunting into my ear, his teeth driving into the underside of my jaw, his cum filling me with heat as he slows his pace, little jerky movements as he fills me with his release.
That's when panic sets in, feeling him still, his bare cock throbbing inside me.
I can hardly breathe as he pulls his finger out of me, brings it to my mouth, “Open,” Lynx snarls, and my lips part for him, his thick finger sliding to the very back of my tongue. “Suck,” he commands, and my cheeks hollow, tongue swirling around him,the taste of us thick in the back of my throat, the idea of what we just did heavy in my heart.
“You really are such a good girl,” he chuckles, burying his face in my neck as his finger pops free, his hand cupping my chin in a caress, he smooths his thumb along the length of my jaw, breathing hard against my neck. “So fucking good for me.”
“We didn't use protection,” I choke out, my eyes wide and unseeing with panic, “I'm not taking anything else, that's why we'v-”
“Stop,” Lynx pulls out of me, a rush of him slipping down the inside of my thighs. “Look at me,” he turns me in place, pushing me gently back against the wood of the door, his red chestnut eyes flicking between my own, frowning when he sees how pale I've gone. “I'll sort it, okay? I-Fuck, I wasn't thinking,” he pushes his hand through his bleached hair, dropping his gaze for a second, he tucks himself back in his pants, the zipper loud in the room, even over the pounding of my heart rattling around the inside of my skull. “Poppy, I won't let anything happen to you,” he says fiercely and the lump in my throat triples in size, my chin trembles, and I don't look away in time. “Hey,hey,”he dips his chin, cocking his head, trying to catch my eye. “I swear, I won't let anything happen to you.”
I shake my head, my eyes squeezed tight, I try to swallow, but when I do, all I taste isus.I want to heave, eject the thought of us from my brain, take the last twenty minutes back, hell, the last week.
“Poppy,” he whispers, and my heart cracks. “Please, look at me, did I… Did I hurt you?”
