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I would have thought my pale bruised skin, thin body, and overall disheveled look would have had the opposite effect. I was almost at my ugliest point and he called me beautiful. By the look on his face, it wasn’t a word he used often. I shifted uncomfortably, unsure how to feel about it.
He didn’t look away once as he peeled off his shirt and dropped down his pants and drawers, not completely removing them.
Mmm, this man was gorgeous. I scanned over his perfectly muscled arms, down his stomach, and stopped at his cock. I bit my bottom lip, seeing how thick and long it was. The metal bar going through the head had me fixated.
Something dipped in my lower stomach; the ache he elicited between my thighs had my arousal at an unbearable high.
He made a sound in his chest and grabbed my ankles, pulling me to the edge of the bed. My legs were hooked over his forearms and his dick was pushing into me by time I’d exhaled a single breath.
A quiet grunt left my mouth at the stretch and slow burn of his intrusion. I reached down and used two fingers to spread myself further.
He pushed all the w
ay in and the air dispersed from my lungs on a scream. There was a temporary disconnect between my mind and body, coming back with an overwhelming hysteria of emotions.
I hadn’t done this in so long, and I’d never been with a man like him before. My body worked to accommodate his size, stretching around him. That didn’t stop him from setting a grueling pace. He cursed beneath his breath and dug his fingers into my flesh.
I shut my eyes and struggled to hold back the moans building on top of one another in my chest. It wasn’t until I truly focused on his face that a wisp of clarity trickled through my lusty haze. His midnight hues were zeroed in on my face. He was moving inside me but it barely looked like he was breathing.
With each passing second of his eyes boring down at me, a heady feeling had my gut telling me to stop this, even if I didn’t want to. The way he was looking at me made it seem as if he could see everything inside me, like he was analyzing me for something.
“Stop,” I breathed, trying to push myself up with my elbows.
“There we go. I was waiting on that.” His face split into a sinister smile. “Why would we stop? We haven’t even started.”
I swallowed, sucking in a breath as he pulled me further down the mattress until my ass was left hanging between him and the air.
His words were loaded with a double-meaning, I was smart enough to know that, but he didn’t give me time to think about what it was. He placed my legs on his shoulders and bent my knees towards my chest, folding me in half. A soft whimper left my mouth as my side protested.
“Stop.”
“Shut the fuck up.” He shoved my upper half down and pinned me by the neck. “Stop sounds a lot like no. I don’t know the meaning of that word and now, neither do you.” He thrust his hips, planting himself so deep his balls rested against the groove of my ass.
“I can’t,” I half moaned, half pleaded.
I arched my back in an attempt to lessen the intense pressure and fullness of him inside me, making it worse and adding more strain on my side.
“You wanted to be fucked, remember?”
He cruelly laughed at me.
The man who starred in all my dirty, degrading nightmarish fantasies finally made his appearance.
He drilled into me. The louder I moaned, the harder he fucked me. The mattress creaked beneath me, skin smacked against skin, and his grip grew tighter around my neck. It felt like I was being ripped apart, straight down the middle, from the inside out.
Something pulled and snapped. I cried out in pain, feeling something wet run down my stomach. I couldn’t do anything but lie still and let him have his way with me.
I’d been here before but never like this. My body burned with pain and pleasure.
I clenched the sheets between my fists like they were a lifeline as he made good on his promise of fucking me hard enough to tear me apart. The metal bar began stroking something inside me I didn’t even know was there.
My pussy flooded with arousal, growing wetter than it already was. I felt his muscles tense and knew he was holding back for my benefit.
“Come for me, Cali,” he ordered in a low voice, tightening his grip even more, restricting my airflow. I grabbed for his hand, unable to pull it away. My chest heaved with strangled breaths and choked moans. I tried to do what he said but I didn’t know how. I’d never gotten off with a cock inside me.
“Fucking come and I’ll let you breathe again,” he snapped, cutting off my air supply completely.
He shifted his hips and dropped one of my legs, angling himself as deep as he could.
