Page 125 of Split You Open

“You should be thanking me!” He snarls as he gets me on my back and pins me to the floor. My arms flail, trying to avoid having him pin them down. “You’re the one who did this to me in the first place. You set it all in motion!”

He manages to capture both wrists in one hand and he slams them above me against the floor. When his grip becomes biting and my hold on my blade loosens, he plucks the weapon from my grip and tosses it away.

“Thank you? You’re delusional!” I snap.

“Yes,” Ledger agrees. The madness is a frenzy in his eyes now. They look like they’re crackling with embers as he stares wildly down at me. “I’ve fucking lost sight of reality, Blair. And it’s because of you.”

Reaching down, he yanks down my pants and panties in one rough tug until they’re more than halfway down my thighs.

My screech of fury does nothing as Ledger straddles my legs.

“Don’t you fucking dare!” I warn him. “I hate you! I hate you! I hate you, I hate you, I⁠—”

“Shut the fuck up,” he snaps. “The only thing you hate is that I haven’t fucked into your sweet cunt yet, Blair. Well guess what? I’m done holding back, darling.”

He unzips his fly and pulls out his large cock.

I shudder under the onslaught of desire that floods my veins at the sight of it and the precum gathering at the tip.

That desire merges with my anger—fueling it even more.

Swallowing hard, I attempt to jerk my wrists free of his hold. “Fuck you!”

Ledger snickers, the sound cold and detached. Rather than respond, Ledger lets go of me only to quickly grab at my waist and flip me onto my stomach. The rough manhandling takes me by surprise and knocks the breath out of me. I claw at the ground, trying to crawl out from under him but Ledger’s grip tightens on my hips as he yanks them upwards—forcing my ass up too.

There’s a loud resounding crack and the sharp sting of his spank follows.

My back bows and a hiss of pain slips through my lips.

“Ledger!”

Rather than respond, Ledger’s dick impales me in one long, hard thrust.

Oh, shit.

I’m not ready.

The stretching and burning is mind-blowing. All thoughts scatter and I’m just left with a wordless exclamation of surprise roaring through me.

The sheer brutality of the impalement flips my world upside down. The feeling of becoming so full so suddenly—it steals my breath away.

When I gather enough air back into my lungs, I expel it once more but this time as a scream. The sound follows the tight clenching of my pussy around Ledger’s dick. I try to push myself up but Ledger leans over the length of my body and shoves my head down, forcing my cheek against the floor.

“You fight. You carve. You call names,” Ledger sneers. “But your pussy is so fucking wet, Blair. It accommodates me perfectly. You can’t hide how badly you want this when I’m so deep inside of you.”

“You’re a monster!”

Ledger chuckles, the sound ragged and broken. “I warned you that I was.”

I thrash beneath him, trying to escape the pain.

“I don’t want this. Get off!” I try to sound furious—like I mean the words falling from my lips.

My pussy bears down on Ledger to keep him from leaving.

“You want this as much as I do, Blair. Now shut the fuck up and take this dick like a good little godchild.”

He pulls his dick out of me only to slam himself back in, without mercy.