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“I don’t want your fucking forgiveness.” I glare. Wanting him. Hating him. “There’s nothing to forgive.”
He slides his toes over my breast, and my pulse leaps. “That’s where we differ. I just want to know why the fuck I want you so much.”
His foot comes to rest on my throat. No real pressure, but he could, with a shift in his weight, crush my windpipe, snap my neck.
“Maybe because for the first time in your misspent life you’ve met a woman who doesn’t simper and grovel for your scraps.”
“Perhaps.” He presses down a little. “It’s a fucking conundrum.”
“How about you take that conundrum and shove it up your ass.”
He smiles, and it hurts something inside me, something I don’t understand. Lifting his foot, he comes down and studies me. “You say that, yet you’d fuck my brains out in seconds flat.”
“No accounting for taste,” I say, spitting the words. “And I don’t want you. I just want to get out of this.”
“No. You want me as much as I want you.”
“Jac, this is adrenaline, nothing more.” The lie sounds exactly like what it is, a pathetic lie, even to my own ears.
“Your heart’s beating wild, and you’re all flushed,” he says. “You fucking want me to fuck you stupid. I’ll make it hurt so good, MG. Punishment and pleasure.”
“Let me go.” I try to get up, but this time he uses his hand.
He’s right. Of course he is. I fucking want him. I want to fuck him senseless, and if I could get away with it, I’d have him in seconds flat. Moments.
I want him, and he knows it but he’s strong, and—
He grabs me and flips me, and my knees and hands hit the floor. He pushes my legs wide and he shoves his cock in me, all the way.
I shudder with the sudden fullness, and I can feel all of him, every inch, the way the piercing stimulates to a next level degree, the veins, and the way the slight curve makes him hit just right. The stretch. The delicious fullness. So there. So deep. So wanted, even though I know I shouldn’t.
He puts a hand on the back of my neck and squeezes, digging the other into my lower back as he rides me hard and brutal.
Each slam hits me deep, and it’s that resounding dull pain that’s edged with pleasure, but it’s an equal measure of both because he doesn’t let up. If anything, he gets rougher, slamming into me like he’s trying to get his cock to come out my mouth. And I slide on the stone floor with each thrust.
In this position, the drag of his cock as it comes out pulls the piercing against my insides, and it’s so good and so intense that I start to come.
He just keeps going, slamming his cock into me, his hand on my neck tighter and tighter. And he rides my orgasm, then he pulls out and drags me by my hair up and over the floor, using his free hand to squeeze my mouth open where he rams his cock into me, right to the back of my throat. He hammers me while I gag and twitch and suck because he feels so good. When it feels like he’s going to come, he pulls out, looking down.
“You’re a fucking mess of a whore, MG. But my cock fucking loves you. And you love it.” The caramel butter of his voice turns warm, a sharp dichotomy to his sharp-edged nasty words, and I shiver and convulse as an orgasm hits me even though he’s not even in me.
Jac tosses me to the floor and forces my legs back. He holds my ankles and just plunges into me, bending down to bite and pull on my nipples, adding to the bruises.
When he’s done with that, he picks me up and tosses me on his shoulder and shoves me on the chair, and he beats my ass. It’s not a love spanking, it’s a spanking designed to hurt and to punish, and I scream and come, anyway, and he knows it. Jac laughs.
Shoving me to the ground, he grabs my hair again and pulls me by it, like he’s some deranged caveman, and I have to scrabble with my hands and feet to ease the pain. And yet…oh, God. There’s something so seriously wrong with me because even though I hate it, there’s a part of me that’s so turned on by this, my vision blurs with heavy lust.
This time he makes me bend over, ass in the air, hands on the floor, and spits into his hand just so he can lather up his cock. Then he pounds into my ass so hard, I just scream. He grips me, half lifting my hips from the ground as he slams into me over and over until he pulls out, pushes me over, and using his foot, shoves me onto my back.
He jacks himself, and then he grunts, spraying me with his cum.
We stare at each other, panting, his dick is in his hand.
I don’t know what possesses me to do it, but I start wiping up his cum and sucking it off my fingers. Our eyes lock, and he turns feral, hungry. The same savagery moves inside me. It’s like we’re testing each other, trying to see which one will win this brutal game we’re playing. He may think he’s the reigning champion, but this time, I refuse to lose.
He drops down and shoves his fingers in my mouth. I meet his challenge by sucking hard.
I’m mesmerized, and I let him do it again, this time, letting him scoop up his cum and feed it to me, pushing his fingers deep into my mouth each time.
