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“Efrem, what are you doing?” she moans.
“This is what you get if you want to play games,” I state flatly. “I recommend you try to relax.”
Then I press inside her ass.
Her tight hole fights me, and Dani cries out as her palms fly up to press against the mirror by her face. “Ow, ow, ow, owowow!”
My cock throbs at her impossible tightness. It’s almost painful for me as her sphincter constricts around my erection, practically cutting off circulation. But Dani doesn’t use her safe word. So I keep pressing forward.
Sobs rip from her lungs, and despite my anger, I need to give her some relief. Reaching around her hips, I press my fingers to her clit and start to circle. She shudders violently in response, her breathing labored.
And then I feel her relax slightly around my cock. Only then do I resume pressing deeper inside her ass. Dani trembles beneath me, her eyes squeezed tightly closed. Her clit twitches beneath my fingers, seeming aroused despite her pain.
Once I’ve gone balls deep inside her ass, I start to rock. She’s so tight I can only move a few inches inside her at first, but as my fingers continue to circle and she acclimates to the unfamiliar penetration, she actually seems to find enjoyment.
When her hips tilt, allowing me a better angle, I pick up my pace, intensifying my thrusts at the same time.
“Ooooh goooood,” she moans, her fingers curling against the mirror.
Her lips part, and her eyes open to find mine for a moment before her hot breaths cloud the reflection. But in that glimpse, I saw pure, unadulterated lust. And despite myself, I fucking love that she enjoys having my cock up her ass.
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DANI
I’m so close to coming. My ass tightens around Efrem’s cock, as his fingers circle my clit expertly. And though I’ve never felt pain before in my life like that initial penetration, I can’t believe how turned on I am by him filling my forbidden hole.
My clit throbs with my impending orgasm, hovering right on the edge. But just before I topple over, Efrem moves his hand from my clit to grip my hip.
And he pounds into me hard.
A long, whining mewl issues from my lips as I bounce against the counter with the force of his thrusts, my cheek pressing against the mirror again and again.
It feels so fucking good. I don’t know how or why, but the pain and pleasure almost make me high. And even though Efrem stopped playing with my clit, I can feel my orgasm building once more.
I sob as it hits me out of nowhere, my pussy throbbing and my clit pulsing from being fucked in the ass.
Efrem wraps his arm around my hip once more and presses two fingers inside my pussy. Not stimulating, just penetrating, as if he wants to feel me coming. He continues thrusting, my pussy milking his fingers, and as I unravel beneath him, he hammers inside me without mercy.
I could see the storm brewing in his eyes, the warning there. It almost frightened me. But even as he claims me brutally, I’m so consumed with desire, so turned on by his touch, that my fear melts against the heat of my attraction.
His cock swells and stiffens, alerting me that he’s right there with me.
And with a deep grunt, he finds his own release. Slamming inside my ass balls deep, he presses me forcefully against the counter, pinning me there as he pumps me full of his seed. The warmth of his cum feels foreign in my ass, and I shiver.
Breathing heavily, I collapse onto the counter, letting it hold my weight as he releases my hair. He pulls out of me without warning, and I gasp at the throbbing emptiness he leaves behind.
Following him with my eyes in the reflection of the mirror, I’m disturbed by the tension that still strains his face. It brings me back to reality, to the gritty grossness of the strip club’s bathroom, and I think about the level of aggression with which he fucked me. It feels dirty and demeaning, suddenly, like he did what he did to use my body—not at all like the intense connection sex has usually brought us.
And though it still aroused me, it did offer the therapeutic release I had anticipated. Now I don’t know how to proceed. This feels different than the last time we argued.
Though my legs are shaky, I stand and adjust my panties and dress back into place as I turn to face Efrem.
“You should leave,” he states flatly, putting himself back together.
Tears sting my eyes at the cold detachment in his voice, like he’s done with me now that he’s spent his load. His blue eyes hold an unfamiliar ice that cuts deep into my soul. And I can’t breathe as I feel the pressure closing in on all sides.
Deeply hurt, I spin for the bathroom door and run.
