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He slides aside my hair and licks the rim of my ear. “Did you dream about me fucking you like this, Dixie? Back when we were young?” he whispers.
“I wished you dead,” I hiss back.
It’s not a lie. I really did.
But I also had many fantasies before he turned them into fire.
“I can smell your desire, Dixie. You can’t hide it from me.” With a finger, he circles my wet clit while slamming into me too, causing a barrage of sensations I can barely deal with.
“You can pretend you don’t like it, but we both know the truth,” he growls, making my eyes roll into the back of my head. “Just like you pretend you didn’t love that pie I bought for you, or how I made you come right in front of me, or how you saw me jerk off in the shower. You’re only lying to yourself, but you can’t fool me.”
He thrusts harder and faster with each passing second, and my pussy is only getting wetter. I hate that I love it so much. Even when he grabs my ass and slaps it a few times as though he owns my body, I mewl in delight.
Fuck. Me.
“I’ll fuck the sense into you, Dixie,” he growls. “I’ll fuck you until you finally see what you’re doing. Until you finally own up to your piece of the misery that’s us.”
“I won’t,” I hiss with the little amount of breath I have.
“Yes. You. Will.” He rams in hard with each word, burying himself to the base, causing me to moan out loud. “And you will answer for your crime.”
“I didn’t do shit!” I yell as he thrusts into me with full force.
“Another lie.” He starts rubbing my clit. “But I’ll fuck them all out of you.”
His fingers play with me so expertly, I’m having trouble breathing. My legs quiver as he circles my clit and touches all the good spots inside me. He knows just how to hit it to make me go mad, and I fucking hate it.
I hate how much I love it, and I hate how much he makes me wanna beg to come.
“I should’ve done this when we were younger. Maybe then you wouldn’t have betrayed me,” he growls.
“Fuck no, I would’ve never let you,” I reply. In his fucking dreams.
“You sure are letting me now,” he retorts, slapping my ass, making me jolt. “You want this to stop? Better come fast because I don’t intend to quit until you do.”
Fuck. Anything but that. I don’t want to give him that satisfaction. But damn, is he making it hard.
He slaps me again, this time on the other ass cheek. “And then I’m gonna fill this pussy to the brim.”
I don’t even comprehend what he’s saying. That’s how delirious I am. Lust has taken control of my brain and turned it to mush.
He bangs me so hard and so fast, I forget everything I should be saying to him, everything I should be thinking. All I can feel is … wantonness.
He leans over and brushes my hair aside. “Come for me, Dixie,” he whispers into my ear. He tightens his grip on my ass while simultaneously rubbing my clit. “Come.”
His dark, seductive voice is enough for me to explode. My body buzzes as ecstasy ripples through me, causing me to lose my grounding momentarily, but he holds me upright in his arms.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he groans.
Three more thrusts and his dick pulses inside me. Warm cum jets inside, and I moan along with him like the slut I am … Like the slut he always knew I was.
I can feel it drip out of me when he pulls out, and I try to slip out from underneath him, but he keeps me propped up.
“Oh, no, I’m not done yet,” he growls.
“What?” I mutter as he positions himself behind me.
“Keep your fucking ass up or there will be trouble,” he commands.
I don’t know why I listen. Why the fuck my legs won’t move. Why I let him do this to me.
Am I that much of a masochist? Or does a part of me actually believe him? That I actually need this punishment?
Because I don’t even protest the moment he says, “I’m gonna fuck your ass now, and you’re gonna love every inch of me inside you.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Brandon
With a wet dick that’s still hard as fuck, I position myself at her back entrance and push inside. She gasps, unable to control the loud moan that leaves her mouth.
I know she hates this, and that’s exactly why I’m doing it. She needs to be punished for trying to shoot me again. Defying me has its price … and right now, it’s me claiming her ass.
It should’ve belonged to me long ago, but she thought she could take it away from me. Not anymore. I’m not listening to her nonsense; it’s all lies, and she knows it. We both know she needed this. She needed to be put down in order to justify the fact that she’s aroused. She’s telling herself she has no choice, yet here she is gleefully accepting my dick up her ass. In fact, I can practically see her drool right now.
