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His crude talk is practically the end of me. I rub myself against his palm, pressing my pussy to him so I can keep fucking myself on his fingers.
I’m seconds from exploding when I hear a door opening and closing in the hallway.
A whimper escapes me as my eyes dart to the door and back to Xi. I freeze, but he’s the one who picks up the movements again.
“Please,” I beg, even though he can barely make out the word between my wide-open mouth and the escaping moan.
He gazes down at me, malicious thoughts flooding his expression.
“You don’t want your friends to hear you come, Alex?”
I shake my head, panic seeping through me.
“Stop,” I gargle, knowing I’m close to screaming my release for everyone to hear.
He accelerates, and just as his thumb pulls out, he presses his entire palm on my mouth and nose. I let my whole body give in to the powerful orgasm. My legs shake, my thighs closing against his hand. My scream stays down my throat and it’s impossible for me to inhale the air I suddenly need. I ride it all and then some, his fingers not stopping until tears well in my eyes.
I plead with him with my stare, overstimulated and feeling myself fading from the need for air.
“You’re incredibly gorgeous when I hold your life in my hands.”
Fear wraps around my heart as it starts beating crazily.
My eyes dart everywhere as my vision narrows. He pulls his fingers out of my pussy, but I realize he doesn’t plan on letting me breathe.
I panic, now wishing I could call for help.
“You’re going to be so fun to play with, cupcake. Every time you think of refusing anything, remember this exact moment. Me, seconds away from killing you. I decide when you come. I decide when you live. I decide when you die.”
He finally lets go, and I gulp the much-needed air. I cough over and over again, oxygen burning my lungs. I roll onto myself, seeing stars as I curl onto the mattress. Tears stream down my eyes when I understand how close I was to death. My head is swimming and my emotions are swirling in my brain. Why did he do this?
“You’re scaring me,” I choke.
A sob bursts from my chest and one of his hands comes to caress my hair. “Shh,” he murmurs. “You’re okay.”
I barely have time to register the softness in his voice when he grabs my hips and rolls me onto my back. “Spread your legs.”
My heart drops in my stomach just as I hear the sound of his belt unbuckling.
“No,” I cry. “Xi, don’t.”
He grabs the top of my pajamas between my tits and brings it down in one harsh gesture. The spaghetti straps break as he pulls it off me. My shorts are next.
“I said spread.”
More tears spill when I do. I feel myself turned-on despite the recent orgasm. I’m scared. I don’t want it to hurt, but I’m somehow getting wetter every time he pushes me harder.
His hands slide to my tits, his fingers playing with my nipples. He rolls them between his thumbs and forefingers, making me gasp from pleasure. “Xi…” I try to press my thighs together, needing something pressing against my clit, except his body is between my legs now. I’m soaked and can feel the wetness on my inner thighs, and it makes my clit tingle from the need for touch.
I moan as his fingers start pinching me. “It hurts,” I whimper.
“What do you prefer, baby? When I hurt you or when I degrade you like the little bitch you are?”
My entire body lights up. Something liquifies my stomach, and my heart drops into the pool of need.
The answer is so obvious from my body. Still, I lie. “I-I don’t know.”
“What makes you wetter, Alexandra? This.” He pinches my tits again and I cry out, my mouth twisting in displeasure. “Or this?” He moves one of his hands to my face and grabs my cheeks. He presses his thumb harshly on one side and his other fingers on the other. My jaw hurts, my mouth opening. He leans over me, and before I understand what’s happening, he spits in my mouth.
