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“Do it!” she said.
“It’s going to hurt.”
“Hurt me, then,” she said, “only thebestlittle sluts can take it.” She pushed her ass against my cock.
“This is what happens to dirty bitches who tease,” I told her. “I make them filthy.”
“Good,” she said. “Make me as filthy as you can. I don’t want to be a little cutie anymore.”
“You’ll always be a little cutie.” My voice sounded so dark, so low. “You’ll just be a cheap filthy slut alongside her.”
I don’t know how the fuck she found the strength to push against me as I eased my cock into her ass. She turned her head to the side as she struggled to take it, closing her eyes like an angel being destroyed. I kept on going, straining as her ass yielded and my cock went all the way in. She cried out, a wonderful mix of pain and pleasure. With my cock held deep and her ass strangling the fuck out of it, I wrotecheapon her cheek in marker pen, and she gave me the side eye, full of mischief, even through the pain.
“Fuck me, then,” she said.
I held on to my angel’s waist and I eased my cock halfway out, so tight against the dildo stretching her cunt.
She winced.
I hesitated.
“Fuck me,” she said again.
So, I did.
I clamped hold of her tits and squeezed hard as I fucked her ass with a rhythm that soon had me grunting and Rosie bucking.
Her glorious asshole milked me in no time. I shot my load in Rosie’s sweet ass with that dildo buried deep in her cunt and she cried out so beautifully it was magic brought to life.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she said when I pulled out, then hissed like a bitch when I eased the dildo from her.
She was panting, hurting, but looked so proud as I stared at her gaping holes.
And I was so very proud when she gave a little push and my cum dribbled from her asshole.
“Jesus, Rosie,” I said, “that was…”
“Amazing?”
I nodded. “More than amazing. How do you think the people in the pub would feel about me if they saw you right now? Do you really think their accusations are so unfair? Do you really think your mother should be welcoming me with open arms while I treat you like a cheap slut?”
Her words were so honest as she smiled a filthy smile.
“I don’t care. All I care about is you.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Rosie
It was so much easierto be holed up in apartment six than face the world outside. I didn’t want to leave Julian, and I didn’t want to leave our fantasy life. Talking, laughing, eating together. Showering, watching TV shows. And learning to be the best slut I could possibly be. I loved it. I loved it all. I was reading all his old manuscripts as he was reading some of the charity shop paperbacks on his shelf, and we were sleeping while holding each other tight, right through the night. And we were fucking, of course. There was lots and lots of fucking.
We barely even bothered to get dressed. My body was almost constantly covered in marker pen, craving his. I loved it. I felt branded by the man of my dreams, his eyes filled with filthy adoration every time he looked at me. Touches said more than anything. Our bodies screamed out for each other every second, day and night.
It was him who brought up the obvious question late on Sunday evening.
“Are you going to go back to college tomorrow?”
I had no choice, really. My exams would be looming soon enough, and I didn’t want to bail on my studies. I didn’t want to be a leech on Julian’s cash for ever, and my calling in sick wasn’t going to hold up much longer.
