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I don’t blame her.
Nothing she says is going to change the outcome of this.
“No more pants,” I say obediently. I bite my lip as Pavone reaches around to undo the button and zipper and push my jeans down my thighs.
“At least you learned about the panties,” Pavone mutters, tugging at the lacy panties I’m wearing.
“Please, let her—” Vanessa starts to say, but her voice cuts off in a pained gasp. I try to look over my shoulder to see what Rossi did to her, but Pavone is blocking my view.
Fuck. I squeeze my eyes shut for a second, then say, as cheerfully as I can, “I’m fine, Nessa! Don’t worry about me. Just… just do what Mr. Rossi asks of you, okay?”
Pavone laughs and slaps my ass. “That’s right. I like obedient little bitches.”
I hear the sound of his belt and zipper, and the next thing I feel is his hard heat rubbing over my ass.
“I’m going to show you such a good time, babe,” Pavone says. “You’ll come on my dick and laugh about Corvi’s pathetic attempts.”
I’ve never come just from a guy’s dick in my life. I’ve always had to have my clit played with, too. Big or small, it hadn’t mattered. And I highly doubt this will be the first time.
I whimper. “You feel so big,” I say, laying it on thick. “It’s going to hurt.”
“You’re gonna love it,” Pavone says, and I inwardly roll my eyes. He’s just like every other man I’ve ever slept with, just so fucking sure they have a magic cock.
I’m not wet, but he forces his way inside of me anyway. He has all the leverage he needs from behind me, and I let out a strangled little sound.
“Relax, babe,” he says, spreading my ass cheeks apart. “It’s gonna feel so good in a minute.”
No, it really isn’t. But my body is already reacting to the intrusion, providing its own natural lubricant in response to the threat.
“C’mon. I know you want it. Get wet for me, babe.” Pavone pauses, then laughs. “Or we could always use some of yourdaddy’sblood for lube.”
I shudder, willing myself to respond to him. I find myself thinking of Saint and his talented tongue, and even though I hate myself for it, it’s enough to get me squirming. I imagine Angelo’s thick, long cock driving deep inside me. I pretend it’s Victor, whispering, “Good girl,” into my ear.
I’ve had so many other encounters with so many other men. Any one of them should have been better material to get me wet. But my mind fixates on those three.
I close my eyes so I can’t see my mother standing only a few feet away, so my father’s bloody corpse isn’t within my sight.
That doesn’t block out the sounds of Pavone’s grunts as he slides into me, his fingers digging deep into my flesh to keep me in place. That’s going to bruise, and not in the nice way. Not like how Angelo would mark me up.
Part of me wants to call out for him. He abandoned me to this, but he might still be standing right there. Maybe he could turn his gun on Pavone—
I gasp when Pavone slaps my ass.
“Loosen up, babe. Your tight cunt feels like it doesn’t want me here,” he says, the threat very obvious.
The position he has me in makes it hardnotto be tight, but I try to spread my legs a little more. There’s no winning here. If I wasn’t tight, he’d complain that Victor had wrecked my pussy, leaving me nothing more than a loose whore. But if I’m not loose enough for him, he’ll claim I don’t want it, don’t want him.
We all know I don’t, but I have to pretend. My family depends on it.
“Ungh. That’s better,” he says when I manage to switch up my position just a little to let him in more easily. “And you’re nice and wet, too. I told you you’d like the feel of my cock in you.”
I can’t help but wonder if he actually believes that.
I say nothing, letting him use my body while I stay bent over, motionless.
“Or am I not enough for you?” he asks, leaning down to bite my ear. “It doesn’t sound like you’re enjoying yourself, babe.”
“It just hurts a little,” I whimper, trying to play up the barely sullied virgin angle. “I’m sorry. It does feel good. I’m so wet for you, can’t you feel it?”
