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“I’ll fuck you now and I’m not holding back.”

The first stroke nearly has me retracting what I said. The pain sears through me like wildfire when he’s all the way in.

I feel him so deep inside me, it’s kind of scary that he can even reach such a secret place I didn’t even realize existed outside of romance novels.

The second thrust, however, leaves me panting with my lips parted wide. A zap of pleasure pools between us and it’s wet, I realize, not sure if it’s blood or arousal, but the effect is the same.

My nails sink into his chest and I think I start hyperventilating because he grabs me by my nape and slows his pace.

“Breathe, Peaches. Don’t collapse on me.”

I use his eyes as anchors and I focus on inhaling and exhaling.

“That’s it.” He thrusts deep and hard. “Mmm. Good girl.”

I don’t know if it’s the way he’s touching me, holding me, fucking me, or maybe it’s the way his eyes are trapping mine.

But I come. Hard.

So hard that white dots form behind my lids and my whole body caves into his.

Daniel keeps on driving inside me over and over. And it’s like he’s elongating my orgasm.

He pulls out and I think he’s done, but he flips me on my stomach and grabs my hips so my arse is in the air.

“Did you know that I have a perfect view of your dripping cunt from this position? You’re so wet, it’s staining the mattress.”

“S-stop it…”

“Why? You look the most beautiful I’ve seen you, Peaches.”

The position makes my cheek heat, but I’m unable to process that when he slaps my left arse cheek and thrusts in again.

Oh, God.

It’s like being on a rollercoaster. And why the hell am I so turned on by being slapped on the arse?

His pace is more animalistic, as if he was only preparing me earlier. His thrusts turn deeper, harder, and out of control.

My body shakes on the mattress and my head spins as my moans are broken off by his maddening rhythm.

“Dan…slow…down…” The lust is apparent in my chopped-off tone.

“Why? You want me to stop?”

“No…”

“Then shut that mouth, Peaches. I call the shots now and I’m going to fuck you in every position. I’ll fuck you for every time you made me want to grab you by the throat and back you against the nearest object. I’ll fuck you for every time you screwed me over.”

“Dan…”

“Shhh. And you don’t have the right to call me that. We’re not friends, Nicole. Never were and never will be. I’m not of your standing, am I? No one is.”

“Bloody idiot…” I mutter, feeling moisture stinging my eyes, but I don’t let it loose.

“You’re a little bitch, but not when you’re underneath me. Not so high and mighty when you’re stuffed with my dick, are you?”

“I hate you.”

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