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“Do you have a condom?” I say, my breath catching.
He fumbles with the nightstand, pulling out a drawer and grabbing what I can only assume is a rubber. “You have to tell me you want this, fawn.”
“I’m soaked, isn’t it obvious?” I weave my hand through his hair, the other still holding onto the knife.
His voice deepens. “Tell me.”
“I want you, please, God damn it. Fuck me right now, Lorenzo.” I grind against his shaft and wish there was no fabric separating us.
“You’ve never called me by my first name.” He rips the package open, shoves his pants down, and secures the condom. Savini reaches down, his hand finding my slit. “You’re so wet, fawn.” He teases my entrance, and I do everything I can to guide myself onto his fingers, his cock, anything to penetrate and save me from this torment.
I bring the knife back to his throat. “Fuck me.”
Savini chuckles and I wish like hell I could see the smile on his face. “As you command.” In one solid motion, he wraps his arm around my waist and flips me onto my back, his body towering over mine. He readies his cock at my hole, his thumb skimming my clit. Without restraint, he shoves himself inside of me, filling and spreading me in ways that have me screaming out. “Is that what you want, fawn? You want me to ruin you?” He snatches the knife from me, pins my hands over my head, and places the blade at my throat all while thrusting into me with force. “You want it rough? Is that it?”
“Y-yes,” I tell him, having no idea myself that that’s what I desired. But now that he’s giving it to me, I can’t help but want more. More deepness. More pain. More of him.
I’ve had rough sex before, but nothing of this magnitude. Never with a man this old. And certainly not with a sharp blade cutting into my flesh.
Savini leans down, breathing me in. “Your pussy is so tight around my cock, fawn. I could stay inside you all night.”
I push forward, against the knife, and find his lips with mine. I swirl my tongue over his and bite his bottom lip, dragging it into my mouth. “I can’t last all night.”
“I know.” Savini rocks his hips, putting more pressure on my clit with each thrust.
“Fuck,” I moan, my climax shattering me around him. A wave of pleasure floods me from head to toe, and I ride it like there’s no tomorrow.
“That’s my girl.” Savini thrusts harder and kisses me deeper. “I want you to come for me again, fawn. Can you do that for me?”
I mumble something, my brain at a loss for forming any kind of intelligible response. Another orgasm? After the one I just had? Impossible.
But the second he puts the knife to my throat, my desire heightens, that tightness in my core rising once again.
“You like that? You like when I fuck you hard? When I hurt you?”
“Mmm.” The scent of blood lingers. The pain from the cut enhances my pleasure. “Come with me, please,” I beg him.
Only, I can’t wait for him any longer. My climax comes without my permission.
Savini grunts and fucks me with no limitation, his body knocking into mine with a force so strong I’m sure I’ll be walking with a limp tomorrow. If I can walk at all. And I take every bit of it, grateful for the satisfaction.
He slows his pace until he stops completely, his forehead resting on mine. He breathes, “Did I hurt you?”
“Yes,” I tell him.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes.”
Savini climbs off of me and a moment later, a dim light fills the room. “I shouldn’t have been so rough.”
I sit up, scooting over to him and resting my head on his shoulder. “I’m the one who brought a knife to bed.”
He takes in a breath and sighs. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” Savini reaches for my hand, tugs me over, pulls me into his arms, and carries me to the bathroom, where he turns on another low light. He gently sets me on the counter and opens the cupboards until he finds what he’s looking for.
Meticulously, he cleans the few wounds on my neck and puts a giant, gaudy bandage over them.
I meet his gaze as he works. “This was one-hundred-percent consensual; I promise.”
