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Is she still as perfect as I remember or is—
The girl’s teeth scrape against my sensitive skin, causing my knees to jerk and my head to snap back down, disrupting the fantasy. Her watery green eyes peer up at me, red-rimmed and frantic. Black lines coast down her face. Her sticky red lipgloss is already smeared around her mouth.
Her claw-like fingernails dig into my jean-clad thighs as she silently begs me to be kinder. To let her breathe.
My dick throbs and swells, but I’m still a long way from coming. I can feel it building, but every time I thrust, every time she moans, all I see is an image of Eve flashing through my mind.
Her on her knees, sobbing and begging.
Her in pain, choking on my cock.
Her naked and writhing beneath me as I torture her sweet body, denying her again and again…
It pisses me off and turns me on in equal measure.
Shaking my head roughly, I try to force Eve from my mind. I just want one goddamned night without her consuming my every fucking thought.
More determined than ever, I shove the blonde away so hard, her back hits the metal railing surrounding the loft. Her full chest heaves beneath her tiny red dress as she takes deep breath after deep breath, her saliva dripping from her chin to her chest, shiny under the lights.
“Up,” I grunt, clenching my throbbing cock in a death grip. I stroke myself roughly while eyeing the woman.
She’s hot as fuck, I remind myself. And she wants this. Wants me.
“If you’re still desperate for my cock, get up,” I drawl, smirking as I point at the railing. “And bend over.”
With wide eyes, she scrambles to obey. Her quick response should turn me on, but it doesn't. Part of me wishes she would have fought me on it. Given me sass or argued. Maybe, I want her to give me a reason to be rougher with her.
Maybe I need it.
Gripping the back of her neck, I shove her further over the bars. A few people cheer from down below, but I ignore them as I fumble for the condom in my wallet. I rip it open with my teeth before rolling it over my still-dripping cock.
Rucking up her barely-there dress, I stare down at the slight curve of her ass, her cheeks separated by a mostly non-existent pink string. It’s a nice ass. Small, but nice. I hold on to that thought, refusing to allow any others to penetrate my brain.
“Move your panties or I’m ripping them off.” I let my thumb slip below the tiny string, tug it back and release it with a snap, emphasizing my demand.
The nameless, faceless girl cries out and scrambles to obey me once more, yanking the g-string out of my way. Without her hand to hold herself up, she falls forward even more, thrusting her ass into my waiting lap. She grinds against my cock, moaning wantonly.
Without warning, I shove inside her. Reaching over her body, I tangle my fingers into the hair at the base of her neck and squeeze roughly, tugging the strands by the root with every brutal thrust. My other hand finds her bony hip, and I dig my fingers in until I’m positive it hurts, but she doesn’t bat my hands away. If anything, it just makes her pussy tighten around me more.
I slam into her, not caring if she gets off or not. She came up here to fuck me, I didn’t seek her out. If she wanted to come, she should’ve found someone who gave a fuck about her. She shouldn’t have taunted the callous monster everyone knows. But she did.
It’s her fault.
She deserves it.
“Yes!” the woman cries, sounding fake as fuck. “It’s so good. You’re so big, baby.”
Shut up.
“More!” Her voice takes on a breathy pornstar quality with every scream.
Please, shut the hell up.
“Harder!”
This time, I can’t keep the words in. “Shut the fuck up,” I hiss, gripping her hip tighter and practically ripping her hair from her scalp as I force her back to arch.
With every fake moan, every word she cries, I feel my hard-on start to die. The condom chafes against it, getting caught in the tight flex of her inner muscles. The only saving grace is that she’s so wet, she’s dripping around my cock, letting me know how desperately she wants this. How much she likes being fucked like a toy.
