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Without a care in the world, he enters me, his thick fingers sliding into me with ease.
The cruelness in his eyes makes my heart crack right down the middle, “I knew you’d be wet for me. This is your thing. You like it when I take from you.”
I shake my head, trying to deny it, but there’s no point. He wouldn’t believe me anyway, not with the way my body is reacting to him right now. I can feel the pleasure building, his strokes growing faster, each dip inside, bringing me closer to the finale.
“Fuck, I have to taste your lips,” he purrs and pulls back his hand. I suck a precious breath of air into my lungs, but he steals it with his kiss in the next moment. There is so much raw anger, pain, and hate in that kiss that for a moment, I think I might drown in the emotions. There is no saving us. Warren and I, we’re on a roller coaster, headed down the hill and off the tracks.
With his lips on mine and his fingers working delicious magic on my pussy, I start to lift my hips, meeting his strokes, wanting him deeper, needing more.
“Fuck, yes, come on my hand, cream all over my fingers.” He encourages me with his filthy mouth, whispering against my swollen lips. Like a waterfall gushing water over the cliff’s edge, I fall apart, clenching down on his finger while I do. My eyes drift closed, and my body shakes with tremors of pleasure.
My descent back to planet Earth is a slow one, and when I open my eyes, I find Warren staring at me. A look very similar to my own from earlier on his face now. He’s studying me like I’m something he can fix.
“You look so beautiful when you come, it’s a shame others get to see you like that.”
I open my mouth to say something, anything, but Warren pins me with a stare that leaves me completely frozen. It’s dark, cruel, and menacing. Above all, it scares me.
“Don’t you dare open your mouth to lie to me again. I don’t want to fucking hear it. Keep your lips shut. One peep and I’ll pull the rug out from underneath you. I’ll make you disappear from this place as fast as you reappeared. Do you understand?”
Nodding my head, I watch in complete shock as he gets up and walks away from me. Like I didn’t just give him a handjob. Like he didn’t just make me come.
After today, I’m more confused than I’ve ever been.
What does Warren think I did, and how do I fix this? Do I even want to at this point? This is so intense, he is intense.
“Put this on,” he throws some sweatpants and a thick sweater at me, followed by a pair of socks. It’s a little overkill, but I gladly oblige, dressing in the warm, soft fabric. I watch him pull some shorts and a shirt on, enjoying the view much more than I should.
“Come on, let’s get something to eat,” he tells me while opening the door. I get up from the bed and follow him through his house like a lost puppy. The place is huge, bigger than any house I’ve ever lived in, or ever will. Honestly, I’ve only been inside one house that was bigger than this one, and that’s the house Warren grew up in.
When we get closer to what I assume is the kitchen, I start to hear voices. Two guys talking about a football game that’s coming up this weekend.
“Are those your roommates,” I ask before we enter the room. I know one of them has to be the guy from last night, the one screwing that chick on the couch right out in the open.
“Yes. Don’t talk to them. Just be quiet. Be seen, and not heard,” he orders me like I’m his servant or something. Asshole.
As soon as we walk into the spacious kitchen, that has marble and state of the art appliances, I’m glad Warren gave me clothes to cover every inch of flesh because the moment his roommates, Cameron and Easton, see me, they look at me like I grew a second head. Their stares are so weird, it makes me feel exposed like they can see me even through the thick clothing.
“Stop staring at her,” Warren growls and walks to the fridge. He opens it and looks around inside.
“Hey, Harper,” Easton greets me, once he recovers from the initial shock of me being here. Before I can reply, Warren pops his head out of the fridge and cuts in.
“Don’t fucking talk to her either. Harper, sit down and wait for your food,” he talks down to me like I’m a misbehaving child. I’m close to snapping and having a full-blown tantrum.
