Page 54 of Beautiful Chaos


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I don’t stop until I’m at the end of the bed with my slacks sagging down my ass. I wrap my fingers around Scarlett’s neck, my grip tighter than normal. In the dim light, her face turns red.

She doesn’t have to tell me to make it hurt. I’ll give her what she wants without her mouth begging for it.

I yank her head up and slam my lips against hers, the edge of my teeth sinking into the plump flesh of her bottom one. The taste of copper fills my mouth. My anger rises when she lets out a little moan at the bite of pain.

Using her neck, I yank her head back and scowl in her face. It kills me to see the desire in her eyes, knowing it’s from the pain I’ve caused her.

Grabbing her hair, I shove her head down while pulling out my cock with my other hand.

“Open,” I demand darkly, holding my cock in front of her face.

Her lips are barely parted before I force the head past them, not stopping until I reach the back of her throat.

“Jesus, fuck,” I curse harshly, loving and hating the tight grip of her throat as she gags.

I pull back a couple of inches before slamming my hips forward and yanking her head toward me. I feel some of the strands of her hair snap, but I’m too far gone to care.

The woman has driven me to the brink of madness. I hate that I love her. But I also love that I hate her. She stands between me and my wife, and I’m helpless but to allow it. I’ve tried to leave her, but I’m always pulled back the moment I get one of her messages.

I slide the fingers of my other hand into her hair and use both to navigate how fast her head bobs. I fuck her mouth viciously, sawing in and out like it will be the last time I ever get my dick wet. I use her like a desperate man uses a whore. Leaving restraint behind, I slide in deep until her nose touches my groin and her chin rests against my balls, only to pull back out and repeat it.

My balls draw up, but I push my release away. No fucking way is Scarlett getting off so easily. She wants to be used and abused, and I’m in the fucking mood to give it to her.

Black streaks run down her cheeks as slobber drips down her chin and out of the corners of her mouth. As I push back into her mouth and her throat convulses again, she grabs my thigh and tries to push herself away. I slap her hand.

“Keep your hands to yourself,” I growl, shoving her back down my cock. “Choke on my fucking cock like a good girl.”

I grit my teeth, letting out a harsh breath as her throat tightens around the head. My glutes tense as I rock my hips back and forth, using her hair to force her to meet my thrusts. Her moans are cut off each time I hit the back of her throat.

“Goddamn that feels so good,” I groan. “Your throat is so fucking tight. It’s the best one I’ve ever had the pleasure of fucking.”

Scarlett doesn’t respond to my praise. She can’t. She barely has time to take a breath before I steal it from her again.

I fuck her mouth over and over again until I’m so close to the edge that if I don’t stop, I’ll fill it with cum. I don’t want to release in her mouth. My cum belongs in a different hole. Not the one I want to fill, but the one she demands I fill.

I yank her off my cock by her hair. Before she can fall backward, I grab her waist and pull her off the bed to stand in front of me. My hand goes back around her throat, and I use my thumb to tip her head back.

“You drive me fucking insane, you know that?” I grit between clenched teeth. “Fucking insane, Scarlett.”

Her eyes, swirling with sorrow, stare up at me. “I’m sorry,” she whispers.

I bark out a humorless laugh. “You’re not fucking sorry. If you were, you wouldn’t do this to me. You would let me go. You would br—”

My words are cut off by the tear that slides down her cheek. I feel that tear like it blazes its own fiery path down my cheek, and will leave a scar behind.

I bite the inside of my cheek and slam my eyes closed. I can’t look at her. It hurts too much. It makes me wish that things were different. It makes me wishIcould be different. That I could be exactly what she needs with nothing standing in our way.

No history.

No darkness.

No pain.

With my gut twisted into knots, I spin Scarlett around. Putting my hand between her shoulder blades, I push her top half down so she bends over. Her ass, round and so fucking plump and delicious, sticks out, inviting me to take it.

I separate the globes, and pinpoint on the puckered hole. My cock twitches, knowing how tight it’s going to feel around my shaft.

I never take Scarlett’s ass without proper preparation, which includes coating my cock with her cunt juices first.

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