As much as I wanted to deny it, my legs clenched together from watching him. I was right there,right therefor his complete and utter taking, and yet he still continued to touch himself to the picture of me rather than using me for his needs instead.
It was absolutely humiliating. I felt my cheeks grow even warmer than they already were. But I couldn’t stop the ache in between my legs growing by the second.
“You’re an absolute fucking goddess, even when I’ve forced you to be my own personal slave.” Pleasureraked through me at his praise. He looked back at me, smiling roughly before he turned his phone in my direction. Immediately, my eyes landed on the photo of me and my own gasps turned into one of pleasure.
I looked like a fucking mess. My hair was crazed, wildly sticking up in multiple directions. My body was coated in a sheen of sweat, even noticeable to the camera. Drool dripped its way down my chin, going as far as to make my nipples look wet. You could even see the faint outline of a handprint on my ass from the angle of the picture.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Aureo said, pride filling his tone. “I think I’ll have the framed and put on my fucking desk.”
Goddamn me to hell. But instead of irritation or anger from the words, a sense of longing filled me instead. Throwing his phone down on the couch, Aureo leveled me with a dark gaze. The look alone nearly gave me cottonmouth and I really didn’t think it was because of the panties. “You’re going to answer some questions for me. No bratty tones—not like you can speak anyway—and no ignoring me. Do you understand?”
For the smallest of seconds, a war raged in my brain. I didn’t know if I should answer him.
Butfuck. I was tired of fighting him, andmore importantly, I was tired of fighting what I wanted. So, I took a leap of faith instead. I nodded my head.
A genuine smile came over him. It melted me entirely. “Good girl. Now, do you like feeling like this?”
Yes.I nodded my head.
“Do you like being a little whore for me?”
One thousand times,yes. He received the same response.
“Hmmm, good girl. Now, here is the important question,” he started. He walked around me, leaving my line of vision, but I felt his gaze crawling down my entire body. His rough hands landed on my ass again, filling the air with a smacking noise. I bit down on my panties as I moaned around them. It burned like hell. “Do you want to see me again after tonight? Do you want this? Everything this entails?”
Hesitation coursed through me. I felt my body stiffen from his question.
This was too fast. I knew it was too fast.
But I felt euphoric. And I wanted to feel this way forever.
I just hoped it wouldn’t be a mistake.
I nodded my head.
“Thankfuck,” he growled back. Moments later, Ifinally felt the tip of his cock tease the entrance of my pussy. “Last question. Do you want me to fuck you?”
I barely managed a single, full head nod before he speared through me roughly, his entire length entering me in one thrust, forcing a scream to flit through my throat.
EIGHT
AUREO
Ihad died. I had died and I had gone to heaven. That had to be the case, right? Because fuck, there was no way on Earth I was anywhere close to hell if this is how good it felt.
Phoebe moaned around me as I filled her aching pussy. My dick was so slick with her cum that it coated my length entirely. I swore I started seeing stars when she clenched on my length.
“Fuuucckkkk,” I moaned, grabbing her hips roughly. I only hoped that I would leave bruise marks on her flesh. Ihad fantasized and jerked off to this girl more times than I could count on both hands. I had done the absolutely crazy, insane notion of picturing her while I fucked other girls.
It didn’t matter. None of it had felt this good. I practically felt a lightning bolt zap down my spine.
I pushed her down by her neck, forcing her head all the way down onto the dirty bar floor. Realistically, I knew she was probably pressing her cheek into dirt, spilled alcohol, and whatever mysterious substances fell onto bar floors, but I couldn’t give a single flying fuck. I needed this. I needed her.
Most of all, I needed her to know who she belonged to now. Even if that meant I needed to shove her face into a dirty floor.
Her filthy, muffled moans dragged into the air as I started moving, shifting my hips to get as deep as I possibly could. I thrusted into her hard, wrapping my fist around her onyx strands again, forcing her into the floor even more as I mounted her sweet body. Her entire body shook with the thrust and it was all the motivation I needed to properly ruin her over and over again. I pumped into her over and over again, moans and slick sounds filling around us. My teeth sawed into my bottom lip as pleasure racked throughout my core.
“Do you like that, you filthy slut? Is thiswhat you needed? Did you need to be filled to take that little ache away?” A garbled moan met me in agreement. A dark chuckle left me as I relinquished the grip on her neck, tugging the panties out of her mouth.
