Page 55 of Beautiful Chaos


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But right now, I’m strung too tight to insist I go easy. It makes me an asshole, but I want her to feel the pain. I want to punish her for what she’s doing to me. Besides, she craves it anyway, so I won’t be forcing it on her. I would never take from her what she isn’t willing to give.

Keeping her cheeks spread, I drop spit on her little hole and smear it around with my thumb, slipping just the tip inside. After letting one of her cheeks go, I lick my palm, and slide it up and down my hard cock a few times. I aim the tip at her asshole. My jaw clenches when I press inside, her tight muscles gripping me.

Scarlett whimpers, and I glance at her face, satisfied to see she’s turned her head to one side. Her bottom lip is caught between her teeth, and her eyes are filled with pain. I don’t stop. I keep pressing forward, knowing from the sounds leaving her throat that she’s getting pleasure from the pain cutting through her.

Once I’m a couple of inches from bottoming out inside her, I lean over her back. Grabbing a handful of her hair, I pull her head back roughly, causing her back to bow at an awkward angle, and put my lips at her ear.

“Does this feel good?” I whisper, anger making my voice come out a growl.

“Yes,” she moans.

Her answer pisses me off further. My fingers tighten through the strands, and I use her hair to pull her back at the same time I slam the rest of the way inside.

“Fuck you, Scarlett,” I snarl as I pull out and thrust forward. “Fuck you for making me like this. Fuck you for keeping me away from her.”

Letting her hair go, I rest a fist beside her head and lay the other arm across her back, curling my fingers around her shoulder. I use my grip on her as leverage to pound her ass the way she likes.

I like it too. I like the way she sucks me inside of her. I like how tightly her muscles grip me, as if she never wants to let go. I like the pillowy softness of her insides. I like the way she whimpers and moans my name, her tone filled with both pain and pleasure.

“Motherfucking hell,” I mutter. “Why in the fuck can’t I ever get enough of you?”

I’m not really asking Scarlett, so I don’t expect her to answer, but she does so anyway.

“Because I’m yours.” My eyes fly to hers at her breathy reply. “You need me just as much as I need you. Because you’re mine.”

I grind my molars just as hard as I grind my hips into her ass, getting just a little bit deeper inside. I hate her answer because it’s true. I can’t live without Scarlett in my life.

I hold her eyes as I growl, “I hate you.”

Her gaze softens and she licks her bottom lip. “You love me.”

I bare my teeth and hiss, “I love you.”

Sadness creeps across her face. “You hate me.”

I drop my head and smash my lips against hers, taking her mouth in a brutal kiss. I pour every bit of love, hate, passion, and loathing I have for her into it, hoping she feels my turmoil.

I pull away and stand behind her, keeping one hand on the small of her back as I fuck her relentlessly. I look down, seeing the scars dotting her back, hating myself for putting them there. Hating her for making me put them there.

“Play with your clit. I want to feel you squeezing my cock as you come,” I grunt, slowing my thrusts before I blow my load.

Her hair slides over her shoulder when she shakes her head. “No. I need more.”

Pushing all the way inside, I stop with my pelvis pressing against her ass. “Get your fucking hand down on your cunt, Scarlett,” I growl. “Now, before I leave you laying here and go home.” I grind my hips, hitting a spot that has her back arching. “You want that? You want me to walk away and take the pain with me?”

“No, please,” she whimpers. Her fingers curl in the sheets, her knuckles turning white.

“Then do what I fucking said.”

Shifting her weight, she slides her arm underneath her body. Her fingers graze the root of my shaft when she gathers the juice from her leaking pussy and brings them back to her clit.

I slide out slowly and thrust forward hard. My balls tighten, my impending release right on the edge, but I wait. I wait until she lets out a hoarse cry and her asshole spasms and tightens around me.

My movements become hurried and uncoordinated. Pulling out, I slam back inside. Over and over until I can’t hold back any longer. My vision blurs and my jaw hurts from clenching my teeth.

Cum spurts from me and fills the tunnel of her ass.

I slide from her, bending down to pull my slacks up. I tuck myself inside and pull the zipper up, but leave the button unfastened.

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