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The chuckle he lets out is edged by madness. He slaps my hands harder against the wall. “Do not fucking move or I’ll just slam into your cunt and fuck you until I come and leave you wet and wanting.” The threat hangs in the air, and it turns me on more than it should as his hand slides up my arm and down my body, making me suck in a breath when he purposely catches my tightening nipple and then covers my mound. He grips it as he bites my leaping pulse.

“Oh yeah, baby, you’re wet for me. I should be nice, taste that little cunt, and make you break apart, but if you want nice, you should have fucked the others. Me? I’m fucking mean, and I don’t give a fuck if you aren’t wet enough for my huge cock. I’m going to fuck you so hard it will hurt, and you’ll love it, won’t you?”

“So much talk,” I snap. I want to turn on him, but I don’t because I want what he is offering more. “Tell me, Jonas, are you all mouth?”

His hand slides back up my body to grab my neck roughly, and his teeth meet my ear. “You know I’m not, but how about I remind you, baby, since you seem to have forgotten? You think being a bitch will make me fuck you faster? Just for that, baby, I’m going to be mean. Keep your hands there the entire time or I’ll walk away.” With that, he reaches up and grabs the showerhead. I blink, wondering what the hell he is doing, but he kicks my legs open and, with a mean laugh, aims the spray right at my cunt.

Fuck.

The pressure hits my clit, and he moves it closer until it’s just beating at it. “Let’s see how long you can last, shall we, baby?” he taunts. “Let’s see how quickly you’ll come for me, so desperate to ride my cock.”

“You’re a prick,” I snap, even though I roll my hips, that relentless spray making me cry out despite my words.

Laughing, he slides his hand down and circles my trembling hole. “You can lie to me all you want, but your body tells me the truth. It tells me how much you want this, how much you want me, Nova.”

Narrowing my eyes, I kick back, but he just laughs. My eyes close, and my hips rock into that spray, but they fly wide open when I feel something hard, round, and cold at my entrance.

“Jonas!” I snap, but then I scream when he pushes it inside of me, forcing me to accept it. I stiffen, but he presses the showerhead right against my clit until I moan loudly, my pussy relaxing against the invasion and taking it deeper. It’s wide, impossibly wide, but fuck if it doesn’t feel good. My hips kick without me meaning to, sinking me deeper onto it, and when he finally stills, I look down. My head hangs between my trembling arms, which are still pressed to the shower wall, to see his hand wrapped around a bottle of what looks like shampoo.

He’s fucking me with a shampoo bottle.

Oh fuck.

“Get that out of me now,” I snarl, feeling embarrassed. When he starts to pull it out, the pinch of pain is eclipsed by the pleasure, and I whimper.

Laughing, he slams it back inside of me, setting a steady, brutal pace as he fucks me with it.

“Nah, I don’t think I will. I’ve got to get you nice and stretched for my cock. Now watch me make you come, baby. You think you can resist this?” he growls into my ear, grinding against my ass. “Yet here you are, letting me fuck you with an inanimate object because you are so greedy for my cock.”

“Fuck you!” I snarl, but he just laughs and speeds up, slamming it inside of me, and despite my protests, my abject horror at what is happening, I find myself pushing down to take it, letting the beating of my clit push me over the edge, and without even wanting to, I come hard, right as he slams the bottle inside of me and presses the showerhead to my clit.

My hips jerk, and he groans into my ear, grinding his cock into my ass. Sagging, I press my head to the wall, and he takes pity on me and pulls the showerhead away, the bottle too, leaving me whimpering at the almost painful pressure of it. A moment later, his hand is there, cupping my pussy. “Next time, be a good girl, and you’ll get my cock instead of this.”

He pulls away, but fuck that. If I have to submit, then so does he. I didn’t let him do that to me, no matter how good it felt or how much I liked it, just so he could walk away. I pull my hands from the wall and spin to him, kicking him back. He looks shocked but laughs. I fling myself at him, and he catches me with a groan, his hands going to my ass and hoisting me up as our lips meet.

The kiss is hungry and desperate, and then I’m suddenly slammed back into a wall again, only this time it’s my back that meets it hard enough to force the air from my lungs and pull me from his greedy mouth to suck in lungfuls of air. I wrap my legs around his waist and reach between us, gripping his hard cock and slamming myself down on it.

His eyes widen as he moans, his hand slapping against the wall as he holds me there. “Fuck, Nova,” he yells. “Are you trying to kill me?”

“No, baby,” I taunt. “If I was, you’d already be dead. Now be a good boy and fuck me.”

“God fucking damn it, we are going to make some incredible babies.” He groans, lifts me, and drops me onto his cock.

“They would be psychopaths,” I retort as I reach out and grab a fistful of his hair and yank his head back. “Now stop fucking talking, you crazy bastard, and fuck me.”

For once, he listens to me, his lips curling in a snarl as he slams me back into the wall with the force of his thrusts. There is no room for talking as he hammers into me. His huge, pierced cock hits that spot inside of me that has me raking my nails down his back to grip his flexing ass, urging him on as I slide down his dick to take him faster and harder, until there’s nothing but jagged breathing and moans between us. I hit the tiles with each hard thrust, and I feel them crack, break, and cut my back, yet I don’t care.

I want more.

Like walking a tightrope, I’m ready to fall at any moment, only this time he’ll be coming with me. “Jonas,” I moan, and it only urges him on. He grunts as he fights my fluttering cunt, gripping me roughly. There’s nothing but madness in his eyes, and I love how focused he is on me, how he doesn’t care if he could hurt me.

He just fucks me, hammering into me like it’s his life’s mission.

With his next thrust, he grinds into my clit, and I tumble from that tightrope, falling with a scream. My nails cut into his ass to keep him inside of me as I writhe on his cock. Fighting my tight hold, he flexes his hips twice more before stilling with his own shout. His cum splashes inside of me, almost too hot to handle as I fight his hold, nearly causing us both to fall.

Finally, the pleasure ebbs, leaving me exhausted, satisfied, and boneless in his arms. I feel his legs shaking as he holds us up, leaning into me to pin me to the wall so we don’t fall.

“Holy fucking shit,” he whispers. “I would say I went to heaven, but we both know I would end up in hell. I guess that makes you my punishment, baby, and I am so fucking okay with that.”

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