Page 86 of Hateful Promise


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“I don’t ask.”

“Now you’re getting all macho and controlling?”

“Hellie, I swear, I’ll lock you in that studio for another week until you’re begging to suck my cock if I have to.”

“Oh, honey, tempt me with a good time, go ahead.”

He laughs, bites my shoulder, and spanks my ass hard. I gasp, back arching, a purr escaping my lips. “Fuck you, asshole.”

“Don’t act like you hate it.” His hand cups my pussy again. “Now say it’s mine.”

“Uh-uh, no thanks.”

Another spank. Harder this time. I moan, sensitive skin tingling.

“Say it.” He cups my pussy. I’m so wet I could scream.

“Nope.”

Another spank. Another cup, holding tighter. This time, I grind my hips into his hand.

“Say it, Hellie. You’re mine. This pussy’s mine. No matter what.”

“Give you license to do whatever you want? I know better than that.”

“You’re going to kill me, girl.” He spanks me once, twice, three times. I let out a sharp yelp, but that hand’s back, this time rubbing slowly. I work my hips, grinding harder, and fuck, it feels so good.

“Seems like you’re going to kill me first,” I say, breathing hard, “with all this spanking.”

“If I wanted to break you, I would. No, you just like it when I get you real close, right up to that edge, and then—”

Another spank. I gasp as he pulls my hair and lifts my hips into the air—

His cock presses against my dripping entrance, bare and slick for him, and he slides inside me.

Fuck, that stings, it stretches, and it feels so fucking good I could scream. I am screaming—moaning his name.

He fills me. Goes deep, right to the edge. One hand on my hair, the other on my hips, my face down in the sheets. He keeps me there, and I rock slightly, slowly, wanting him to fuck me so badly it kills.

“Say you’re mine,” he commands. “Or I will keep you right there. I’ll spank you raw and red with my cock filling your tight little cunt and I’ll call you all sorts of nasty names until you finally give in.”

“What kind of nasty names?”

“First, I’ll call you my dirty little slut.”

“Oh,” I say, whimpering as I try to move my hips, but he holds me in position. “That’s very mean.”

“I’ll call you my soaking, dripping wet little cunt.”

“Filthy. You’re a bad man.”

“No, darling. You are the filthy wet slut that loves to suck my cock, that loves to ride my shaft, that wants to do nothing but grind her little cunt up and down my body. You, lovely girl, are filthy.”

“You make that sound like a bad thing, but I think you like it.”

His hand tightens in my hair. I’m trying to grind into him but he won’t let me move. It’s driving me insane, this need for friction.

“You’re my little fuck toy. Do you understand? I want you in my bed, every day, your legs spread and wet, waiting to be filled. I’ll come in your pussy, in your mouth, all over your lovely tits, and you’ll thank me for it. I’ll spank you until you scream, until you’re dripping, and I’ll make you lick your own pussy from my fingers while I fill you to the brim. Do you want that, dirty girl?”

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