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“Yes…” it's more of a moan.
“Heis letting you stay here?”
I'm about to answer when I feel three of his fingers shove forcefully into me and as I regain my awareness, opening my eyes to make sense of what is happening, he shoves them in deeper.
The tame side of him is gone. His voice is coarse like tree bark and his eyes are so dark I wonder how they will get their honey tone back.
What happened?
My brain is too frazzled to make sense of anything as I try to claw my way out of his firm fingers inside of me.
“Is this what you want?” he starts to stroke in a way that borders on pain, “isn't this how you want it?”
“Benedetto,” I break free and start to scuttle away from him but he is onto me.
He grabs a fistful of my robe, trying to pull me back to the bed, and the fabric rips apart as I stumble to the floor. But he is quick. He comes after me, one hand on the back of my neck, and he grabs and presses my face against the hard floor.
And I have no idea how it's even possible, but with one hand clasping my breast he flips me over and dives at my nipple, covering it with his warm hungry mouth to suck and bite.
“Benedetto, stop it,” I begin to sob and keep at my fighting.
“I should give you value for your choice then,” he flips me again so my face is to the floor, palms my pussy from behind to angle me in a way that keeps both my knees on the floor. He opens my ass to him, and without ceremony, he dives his three fingers back in.
He keeps stroking and I begin scraping and scratching for him to stop.
“Keep fucking still, you fucking cheap cock-hungry slut,” he pulls his fingers out and spanks me so hard I scream.
“Benedetto,” tears wet my eyes.
“What? You don't prefer me now, slut?” He pulls me by my hair, throws me on the bed, with my knees on the floor, his hand pressing the side of my face into the mattress, while his legs kick mine apart and his fingers go back to continue their ragged stroking.
“Get off me,” I wriggle, but instead he chuckles.
“Squirm, it fucking turns me on,” he grabs my neck and brings his head down to lick my cheek then bite it hard.
I scream loud, and then it turns into sobbing.
“Get off me,” I start to throw weak punches, wriggling to get away from him.
“You asked for this,” he licks the burning spot on my cheek, “You asked for this,” his hand comes around my neck and he chokes me. “You fucking asked for this and you will take it exactly how I give it,” he pulls his fingers out, and kicks my legs further apart.
“No, no, no, get away from me, you son of a bitch,” I start to fight to get up but I make it worse by lifting my ass and he seizes the opportunity to ram his length into me.
I screech, every vein in my body straining from how loudly I’m screaming. My eyes want to cry more but I can’t find tears.
“So, you are a screamer,” he rams into me, “Can I get more of that?” Another thrust. Then he pulls me up a bit, using one hand to lift one of my legs and pin it on the bed, while the other holds my head pinned to the mattress, now soaked from my crying.
“I hate you,” I grit, sobbing.
“Do you now, slut?” he takes his mouth to my ear, and bites down hard, evoking another scream from me.
I start my round of wriggling again but it's futile. He has lost control. He is far in his head.
His thrusts turn feral, pouncing so deep inside of me, my scream turns distorted with his pummeling, making me hiccupmy words. He pulls me by my hair and holds my head firmly to kiss me. No, to chew my lips off, biting down until I taste my blood and then he slides his tongue into my mouth, making me swallow the blood as his tongue starts to scour my mouth.
“Yes…” he groans, “I can feel you tightening around my cock, so yes my perfect slut, you like it,” he keeps up with his feral pummeling, “You like the way I'm fucking you, this is how you like it,” he spurts into my mouth, “You will come for me bitch.”
He says it and my body hears him. This thing he is doing even as I'm bawling and struggling to get free, is making my body pick up another signal and gather flames from everywhere to the pit of my stomach, waiting to combust.
