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This wasn’t love.
This was a full-on, balls-to-the-wall, erotic-as-hell Hate Fuck.
I have never been pushed to the limit like that – the savage amount of pure sexual energy as he relentlessly pounded into me, driving the edge of my desire higher and higher. He was so big, so deep inside me, and there was no letting up. He was slamming into me, jolting my entire body, making me cry out with every thrust.
“I – fucking – HATE YOU,” I managed to get out between cries of angry bliss.
“I – fucking – HATE YOU,” he snarled back between gasps of breath.
I screamed as I came the first time, a ripping wave of hard-edged pleasure that made my thighs quiver and my toes curl. But he didn’t stop. He kept fucking me, harder, deeper, longer, faster than I would have thought humanly possible. My orgasm, rather than ending, kind of crested and then started another climb. I was coming again, but harder this time, a more ragged kind of sensation as his cock just owned my pussy.
Then suddenly he stopped and withdrew. My body was saying Noooo! as his cock slipped out of me but I just had to be a smartass about it.
“Whatsamatter, can’t keep it up?” I taunted him – and then suddenly he flipped me over with a careless toss of his arm, raised my ass up, and pinned my arms behind me at the waist so that my face was grinding into the mattress.
“You’re gonna wish that before I’m through,” he said.
I felt the tip of his swollen cock part my pussy – slowly, wetly pushing apart the lips – and then plunge inside me in one uninterrupted thrust.
I screamed out in both pleasure and pain as he bottomed out inside me, then began to fuck me doggy-style with my hands still pinned behind my back by his big, strong hands.
Every time his hips slapped my ass, my entire body rocked forward violently. And his hips were slapping my ass at least twice a second. For minutes at a time.
I have never felt the complete lack of control, the complete sense of surrender, the complete… letting go that I felt. I just had to let him possess my body and use it for his pleasure. I didn’t resist, and suddenly my own ecstasy was spiraling higher and higher upwards. That big, swollen cock rammed into every part inside me that could be touched, filled me up beyond what I thought I could handle, lifted me from one orgasm to a higher one, almost without any pause between.
He pushed me sideways and I dropped to the bed on my side, rotating on his cock, so that I was lying on my right side and right arm. He was still pinning my hands behind me. As he continued to fuck me, he leaned forward, his upper body pressing my left arm, and he grabbed my hair and roughly forced me to look at him.
“I’m going to come inside you,” he growled.
My thoughts already muddled from my orgasm haze, I was confused for a second. I almost shouted, If you’re going to come inside me, why are fucking telling me?
And then I realized that he was basically asking me without asking.
This may have been a savage hate fuck, but he wasn’t going to do that again without my permission.
I can’t tell you why – I still don’t know why – but the realization nearly broke my heart.
But I kept my poker face on, because I’m a badass bitch.
“Come inside me, you son of a bitch,” I hissed. “Come inside of me – ”
Within seconds his face contorted. He tried to hold my gaze, but couldn’t. He flung his head back and bellowed as he came inside me.
This time, the feeling of his cock exploding inside me filled me with joy and erotic bliss. I had one last mind-shattering orgasm, brought on by the sound of his screaming, by the feeling of his cock spasming inside me and filling me up with his cum.
He collapsed on top of me, let go of my hands, and then rolled off my body, his cock wetly slipping out from between my legs.
I rolled over on my back, too, and we both lay like that, panting in the darkness, staring up at the ceiling. The only parts of our bodies that touched was my outflung hand, which rested against his side.
We didn’t say anything for a long time.
When he finally spoke, it wasn’t what I was expecting.
“I need to tell you the truth about something,” he said.
My heart started pounding in my chest, but I kept quiet.
“Lou thinks you’re a federal agent,” Jack said. “It wasn’t the Santa Muertes who broke into your room… it was a guy named Roach he sent to kill you.”
