Page 73 of Rough Love


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He’s wrong though. It’s my heart that wants him the most.

“Please,” I cry out, “We can’t.” My brain is screaming at me that this is stupid. That he will just walk away again. That he’ll hurt me and then abandon me. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t—my hips pulse back anyway. Chasing the release that’s already tittering along the edges of my awareness.

“That’s right, fuck yourself on my fingers. I know you’re starving for it, Kitten. Show me how bad you want my cock.” His voice sounds nothing like the man I’ve come to know. I can feel his anger wafting off of him in waves. He’s pissed and he’s apparently decided to take it out on my body.

I am so here for it.

“I don’t fucking want you, Renz!” I pant. “You can’t treat me like shit and then—” I break off in a moan when he shoves another finger into my sopping cunt, damn near fisting me on his hand. “You can’t—”

“I can!” he snaps. “Shut the hell up and take what I give you.”

Unable to stop myself, I follow his orders eagerly.

Thrusting my hips back, I fuck myself on his fingers, hard and fast. I’m on all fours, with my dress rucked up over my hips, my panties pushed to the side. I’m fully clothed and yet, I feel so fucking free as my fingers and knees dig into the earth below me.

An unexpected orgasm barrels through me, more driven by adrenaline and lust than anything. I cry out, my body shivering as I cum on his fingers, but it’s not enough.

It will never be enough with these men.

My pussy flutters around him and Renz releases a groan low in his throat.

“I’m going to fuck this tight little pussy so hard, you’ll never forget the way my cock feels,” Renz snarls seconds before shoving his throbbing dick into me, fully sheathing himself in one punishing thrust.

“Holy shit!” I scream at the intrusion. He feels so good, but holy shit, I’ve barely had time to recover from Eli and Zac yesterday.Shit.“Condom!” I scream, trying to grasp onto my sanity with everything I can but it’s like mist on a strong wind. I can’t reach it. Everything is just too good, too much.

Renz chuckles darkly and bends down to rake his teeth across my back. “No!” he growls. “Nothing between us. I want my cum so deep inside your cunt, you’ll feel it dripping from you for days.”

His words spear me like an arrow, and I’m surprised by how turned on they make me. My body trembles and my arms instantly give out beneath me. My face drops down into the dirt and Renz shoves me further, pressing me into the ground as he pulls out fully before slamming back into me again. “Oh my god!”

“That’s right, Kitten. I am your fucking God,” he growls, shoving deep before withdrawing slowly.

“Feel the way I command this body.” Renz thrusts in again, hitting a spot that has me arching into him. “Feel the way your body reacts to me. You were made for my cock.”

He pulls out, leaving just the tip, and slams home again. This time, he doesn’t retreat fully as he begins to truly fuck me. “I own you, Violet. I own your pussy, your body, your fucking pleasure.”

If only he knew how true that really is.

Renz thrusts hard, accentuating every word with a roll of his hips that has me gasping for air. I can’t speak or think any thought beyond the overwhelming presence that is Renz Travino. His fist wraps around my ponytail and he yanks it back harshly, causing my spine to bend at his will. His other hand comes down on my ass cheek again and again. Every painful blow has my pussy clenching around his throbbing cock.

My knees burn from the dirt and sticks beneath me, but I don’t care. I can feel scrapes and bruises already covering my body but cannot seem to find the wherewithal to stop this.

I can’t stop this. Nothing can stop this.

“Renz!” I cry out as he shifts his hips, fucking me like his life depends on it. Like he needs this just as badly as I do. Like he’s just as powerless to whatever this is as I am. The inevitability of it, of us.

His hand drops the hold on my hair, and he bands his arm across the front of my chest, lifting me up and pressing my back against his front. His hand grasps my throat and forces my neck back at an odd angle, but I don’t care. He could snap my neck and I’d die happy with his cock inside of me and his hand around my throat.

His lips descend on mine and just like that day in the library, Renz devours me. His tongue slides between my lips, forcing entry.

He takes and takes and takes.

And I give and give and give.

I give Renz everything I have to offer. I lay it all bare for him, right here, right now, in the middle of the trees and the dirt and the dark. I let him have all of me.

He fucks me hard, deep, fast. He makes good on his promise to leave the imprint of him inside of me. Little does he know, it’s not just his cock he’s branding me with.

It’s his fucking heart.

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