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“Oh, you’re so romantic.”
“Stop talking and start fucking,” he growled, smacking my ass.
I had to bite my lip to hold back another laugh. I adored his crude mouth. Spinning around so he only had view of my back, I lined myself up with him and sunk down before he could change his mind.
“You feel amazing,” I moaned softly, feeling myself stretch around his cock.
He gripped my hips tightly, urging me to move. It took me a second to find a rhythm but when I did I rode him hard, gripping his toned thighs for support.
I could hear the suctioning sound my pussy made every time I slid down. I cupped his balls, gently rolling them in my hand as I rocked on top of him.
“I need to do this,” he abruptly said, easily forcing me forward.
He kept himself inside me as he took over, switching us into a new position. He fisted my hair and roughly pulled my head back until I was arched how he wanted me.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned directly in my ear before biting down on my shoulder hard enough to break the skin.
“Rome!” I cried out, feeling my pussy clench around him from the pain.
Shifting his hips, he began fucking me like he had a point to prove. The position let him go as deep as he wanted, his balls smacked against me, mixing with the sound of my heady moans.
Without letting go of my hair he paused momentarily and reached for something, forcing my face into the mattress so I couldn’t see what it was. I tried to lift my head but his grip was too tight
I yelped when I felt a sharp sting, a trickle of wetness followed and my heightened arousal drenched his dick.
“Did you just fucking––” He did it again, this time a little harder. As if having a mind of their own. my hips pushed back, urging him to move. He did it a third and fourth time, slowly dragging his serrated blade across my upper back.
He tossed the knife away; I heard it hit the wall, hissing when he reached down and smeared the blood into my stinging flesh.
“You bleed so pretty,” he said quietly, all the while holding me in place, still buried inside me. “Please just fuck me,” I pleaded, desperate to come.
He used my hair to drive my body back into his, fucking me with zero restraint. My scalp prickled and burned. It hurt in the best kind of way. This kind of pain was beautiful. He could’ve done anything he wanted to me.
I couldn’t think straight with him pounding me into the mattress. I could barely breathe. I could feel my blood dripping down onto the white sheets.
I slightly tensed when he pushed two fingers into my ass. He moved them in and out at a slower rhythm than he was thrusting, ignoring my protest.
He added a third finger, stretching the muscle as he continuously pumped in and out of both holes. I whimpered and moaned uncontrollably, fisting bloody fabric.
I wasn’t going to be able to walk at this rate. My body trembled, every nerve ending on fire, the heat going to my very core and the ecstasy overwhelming me.
When he finally finished, I felt boneless, little tremors continuing to course through my limbs. He kissed down my spine, removing his fingers, and slowly, without a word, pulled his flaccid dick out.
I collapsed the second he stopped supporting me. I didn’t know how he was so quiet when he did all the work. At the sound of his clothing rustling, I forced myself to move.
Looking down, the bed looked like someone had covered themselves in red paint and then rolled all over it.
I stood up, feeling a tad unsteady; he wrapped an arm around my waist to ground me, bringing me flush with his firm chest.
“Let go of me,” I calmly demanded. “Please,” I added when he didn’t budge.
“Only because you said please.” He kissed my temple and dropped his arm.
“What the hell was that?” I asked, now nearly bouncing on the balls of my feet from the elation I felt.
I hid a wince as I twisted my torso, trying to see my back. Between my thighs felt raw and exposed. If I looked down, I could easily see how swollen I was.
“You liked that, huh?” he smirked.
