Page 91 of The Pain We Nurture


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Colin licked his lips, feeling his chest expand with pleasure at the sight. He leaned into her, putting his lips to her ear. Olivia placed her hands onto his chest, digging in her nails slightly.

“You like pain I’ve been noticing. Not many women can come just from having their neck bitten baby. God, I’m going to enjoy making you into my little slut. It’s going to be my greatest accomplishment ever,” Colin whispered in her ear, his hand tightening even more in her hair as he traced the shell of her ear with his tongue.

Olivia’s hands went to his shoulders and dug in, the feeling of her sharp nails making his erection jerk between them.

He bent and picked her up, wrapping her legs around his hips. He spun them around, slapping his hand against the shower control blindly and turning the water off. She caught a glimpse in the vanity mirror of him carrying her slight frame out of the bathroom and her mouth parted in shock at how erotic they looked. An image she’d never associated with herself before.

Colin carried her to her side of the bed, ripping the blankets down harshly, and laid her down onto her back. He leaned down to suck the water beads off her breasts, enjoying the little moans of pleasure that erupted from her. Turning, he placed the digital clock that was on her nightstand on its face, obscuring the time before casting her a dark look.

“You don’t need to worry about time, do you baby?” he asked, cocking his head at her. Wondering if she caught his hidden meaning.

Olivia’s eyes widened as she blinked, slowly shaking her head no. Colin smiled that devastatingly sexy grin at her.

“Why?” his voice came out husky, “I want to hear it.”

“Be-because it’s not my decision,” she replied, sure as shit she was right.

“Bingooo, she’s learning. None of it’s your decision, even if I let you think it is,” he regarded her slowly before crawling up the bed and settling between her legs.

The sounds of the music beat sensually through the speakers as he roughly grabbed her, bending her legs back so far her knees were almost touching the mattress by her shoulders. He placed his hand between them and agitated her clit in the way he knew she loved. "God, your cunt is so juicy, baby. Do you hear yourself?" he rasped, hearing the muted wet sound of his fingers swirling in her flesh.

Olivia arched and moaned, her face pinched tight as Colin spent long minutes carrying her to the edge before flinging her off. She jerked her hips as she broke.

He reveled in her soft cry of orgasm, loving the flush that came over her face and chest as she was pleasured. She’d reached down and grabbed his hand to still his movements, rolling her hips deliciously for him.

“What’s your safe word?” Colin asked, looking down at her flushed face.

Olivia sucked in a breath, making a cute whistling sound.

“Bunny,” she whispered.

“Say it again, louder.”

“Bunny.”

“Now promise me you’re going to use it if you need it,” he said harshly.

“Col-sir,” Olivia cried, rolling her hips.

“Fucking say it,” he said, a violent look in his eyes.

Her eyes widened, fighting to stay locked on his.

“I promise to use my safe word if I need it, sir,” she promised, swallowing hard.

Oh my fucking god, she keened inside her head, mentally crawling to her box that housed those deep feelings, and checked it. She frowned when she realized it was cracked.

Pausing, Colin lowered his head and bit at the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh junction at her knee. Distracted, she’d gasped at the little bite of pain, not realizing he’d lined himself up with the slit of her sex. He nibbled hard, causing her to cry out in shock before he’d suddenly slammed his hips forward on a guttural grunt. Putting all of his weight into his lower back, splitting her apart.

His fingers tightened around her legs as he firmly sank into her before stopping halfway.

“Fucking God,” he groaned, his skin immediately misting with sweat. His breath froze in his lungs, feeling her warm, tight flesh contracting around him, strangling him.

Olivia's mouth dropped open on a wail as she closed her eyes and dug into his forearms with her nails. He waited till she was done, before repeating the movement and pressing himself mercilessly the rest of the way in. Hitting the back of her pussy and then some, grinding deep.

Oww! Oh my God, Olivia screamed inside her head, feeling her body lock up as her flesh parted for him. She trembled, feeling her body break out into a sweat. The hot feeling draped over her senses making her feel disoriented.

Fresh, shocked screams ripped from her throat; her nails drew blood this time as they sank into his forearms. He cocked his head, his eyes tight on her expression as he drank in her reaction to him.

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