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“NO!" she gasped, her shocked eyes met his before closing again. "You’re too big,” Olivia sharply screamed, panicked.
Her body fell out of control, and she began heaving big panting breaths, crying out his name over and over. Her hands left his forearms and flew to his neck and shoulders, gripping tightly. Colin turned his head slightly to protect his face as she was attempting to grab at anything to ground herself.
Again, Colin waited till she came to her senses. It took a solid couple of minutes while he prayed for patience.
“Do you need to use your safe word?” he asked, thinking he wouldn’t survive it if she did.
Olivia shook her head no, her eyes meeting his, they were dark and wild staring up at him. The pain morphed into such a sharp ache of pleasure another sob ripped out of her throat at the feel of the heavy pressure of him sitting high and hard inside of her. She felt herself clench desperately around him.
She was trembling and her legs were shaking hard. Colin firmed up his hold on them, looking down and seeing the pink lips of her sex spread wide at his root. He tilted his head, feeling feral, fighting the desire to pound into her straight away. His eyes raised back to lock with hers.
“There’s that sound I’ve been craving to hear. Your pussy is divine, beautiful,” he looked down at her and waited until her green eyes met his once more. Olivia's eyes widened further in shock as he pulled back once more, grunting as he drove forward on a harsh slap of flesh, jolting her up and down.
Colin gave her a few relatively easy thrusts before speaking.
“When it’s like this, and you become sore, crazy with need, out of your mind sensitive, and I still won’t stop and give you mercy. I want you to remember that day you were in my office and the way you were signing every fucking thing over to me that was important to you. I own you. And right now, I want you to shut your fucking ass up and take it. Otherwise, I’ll fuck you harder Olivia, don’t test me,” he growled deep in his chest, picking up the pace, the sound of their slapping flesh echoing loudly in the room.
Olivia's face tightened with orgasm at his words, and she threw her head back, flinching as he placed his hand over her mouth, muffling her screams.
“Enjoy it, that’s the only one you’re getting for a long time,” he growled into her ear, his hips churning through the hash clasp of her pussy.
Colin fucked her so hard they wound up on his side of the bed.
"Sir, oh my God! Sir please slow down," she buried her face into his forearm, just for him to pull her back by her hair.
"You need to come to terms with the fact you aren't in control, Olivia." Colin said, adjusting his knees and feeling his hips settle into a comfortable rhythm. "All you need to concentrate on is learning to take it."
His hands fisted into the mattress next to her, following her up as he repeatedly beat into her flesh, causing her to cry out for mercy. But he wouldn’t give her any, just like he said he wouldn’t. Leaning down, he licked the sweat off her collarbone, feeling like an animal as he dragged his tongue straight up her neck and settled his teeth on her jaw, stilling her from thrashing her head.
He continued for a couple hours, varying the pace and intensity of his thrusts. Bringing her to the brink and then back, not giving her the benefit of an orgasm he knew they both needed, torturing them both.
As much as he wanted her to feel pain, she was giving it to him as well. And he accepted every harsh drag of Olivia's nails on his skin happily.
Sometime during the night, Colin moved them to the floor of the lounge so he could be closer to the drink’s cabinet. Pressing his hips firmly into hers, he kept her legs spread wide. Looking down between them he could see how engorged she was.
Colin wrapped his hand around her throat to keep her still while he made them a drink one handed. He hauled her up with his hand around her neck, helping her drink it, knowing her throat was burning from all the screaming and begging she’d been doing.
Colin took a deep drink himself and lowered himself over her once more, he started off slow, giving her a brief reprieve. He groaned as he felt her clench hard around him as the liquor settled into her system. He reveled in each smacking thrust, his pace becoming increasingly faster and more brutal as he began to work her up to what he selfishly prayed was a seriously painful orgasm.
He lowered his lips to her nipple and took it between his teeth, ignoring her sharp cry. The floor had no give, and her hips beat hard off the wood as he pounded into her. Just like he’d described when he had her against her apartment door weeks ago.
Olivia tried to keep track of how long it’d been by the songs, but it’d been no use. Colin was an all-encompassing lover and a selfish one she’d found. There was no way to disassociate from him, as he’d notice immediately and shut it down. Often becoming more vicious, using every part of his body to dominate her.
Every muscle was straining to use her body the way he was. The muscles in his arms and chest stood out in sharp relief, betraying his stamina. Olivia craved his body, loved the sight of it as he tirelessly held himself above her.
Olivia started begging, and he reprimanded her, giving her sharp slaps on her breasts. They were red and stinging. He’d sucked them till they hurt, then he used his teeth to make it worse. She burned everywhere; the sensations were as painful as they were pleasurable.
The heady mix of the dueling sensations making her crazy, and there was no relief in sight. She tried manipulating him by crying and was quickly told tears wouldn’t help, so she cried for real, and then he started talking to her.
She mentally went inside herself to feel if that box of hurt was staying closed, pressing it deeper into the shadows.
Colin seemed to have this strange ability to tap into that subconscious part of her brain, driving his words straight in and rendering her senseless. The playlist switched and Colin slowed for the next song, removing his teeth from its grasp around her neck, circling his hips deep as he threaded his fingers through her hair and kept her head still so he could look into her eyes. Speaking to her in a rough, sexed, deep voice.
“Should you have left without telling me where you were going. Speak to me now, Olivia.”
“No, sir.”
“Should you have even thought about taking public transportation with no experience?”
