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Chapter 13

Ithought I managed to find a place to be alone. When I heard Henny’s voice, I became agitated, thinking of her taking my dick and loving it.

“Why do you fight this?” Henny asked, gesturing between us. “You feel it. I know you do.”

She fucking cornered me. The sneaky, beautiful bitch. Just hours after fucking Devil. It made me want her even more.

“No, I don’t.”

“You want to hurt me and push me away. Why?”

“Don’t you know?” I asked viciously. “I like to make girls cry.”

“Stop it,” she shouted, slamming her small fist into my chest. “Just stop it.”

“You want me to lie? To say that my cock isn’t hard right now because of the tears brimming in your eyes?” I was so fucking hard I could pound nails into the goddamn wall.

“I hate you.” The words were pushed from her lips in a terrible lie—self-denial at its finest.

Sniffling, she didn’t back away from me, and it melted my defenses faster than I could build them back up.

“The line between love and hate is fucking thin, Henny. You should know that by now.”

“That’s stupid. You’re just making excuses.”

“You want me to fuck you right now? Shove my cock in your pussy? Pound into you until you’re so damn sore you can’t walk?”

Her eyes flared at my words, betraying the hint of lust burning in a low flame between us.

That dress she had on, it fucking made me horny. I tugged her to me and caged her in at the desk I had planned to read at, knowing no one would come into the library and disturb us.

My hands moved without my permission, pushing up the material of her skirt and shoving it higher until the fabric bunched around her waist. I didn’t fucking ask. I didn’t hesitate. Just fucking ripped her panties away as my fingers brushed across her soft mound, sliding through the seam of her slit and finding her wet with arousal.

Fuck. Me.

She provoked the beast inside, and now I wouldn’t back down.

Henny’s eyes locked on mine, but she didn’t stop me, and she never said a word to prevent what I planned next.

I had my belt open, sliding my zipper down, and I couldn’t help myself. I had to taunt her more. “You want this cock, don’t you? You need me to fill that greedy little cunt.”

She didn’t deny it. “Yes.”

I shoved down my jeans and boxer briefs, freeing my cock. My hand fisted the swollen length, squeezing the head as I slapped it against her pussy. “Stop me. Tell me now.”

Her lips clamped down, refusing to give in. I knew she wouldn’t. We played this game for too long now. Nothing was left but proving I was a monster, a sick fuck who would only end up hurting her.

Henny’s eyes widened when she saw my cock. “That’s right. I’m fucking nine inches, and you’ll scream before this is over.”

I entered her in a vicious thrust, pressing her backward on the desk, ignoring her gasp as I circled her throat with one hand. This encounter was about control, and she’d fucking learn. No more of this shit where she tempted me. I’d take her whenever I wanted, as hard as I wanted, and she’d fucking let me.

Her pussy was mine.

The snug fit was almost too much.So fucking tight.I barely managed to shove all the way inside her, stretching her to the point of near pain. Only the slick, wet entry allowed it.

My hips pistoned, driving into her with a brutal, punishing speed. Nothing had ever felt so fucking amazing. I wanted to bottom out, to feel my balls smacking her plush little ass.

Tugging her body to the edge of the desk, I pushed her down until her back rested against the wooden surface. With her legs over my shoulders, I lowered until our chests almost touched, fucking her so hard that her teeth rattled. My hand reached for her throat again, giving a light squeeze.

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