Page 10 of Unholy Night

He chuckled in my ear. “Let’s find out.” Without warning, he slid his middle finger down my slit.

I bucked my hips back at the contact, my clit aching with need. I bit down on my lower lip to stifle a moan.

He nuzzled my neck. “Mmm, so wet. What were you saying about my lines?”

I whimpered as he edged his finger inside my pussy. “Fuck you,” I rasped.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head to the side while he shoved a second finger inside me. “Yeah, you want to hate fuck me, Easton? Take all your bad relationships out on me?”

I couldn’t breathe with the pressure from his thick fingers stretching me open. Everything tingled and ached, like a storm that had been brewing for years and was finally about to hit. And I was afraid that once he started, I wouldn’t want him to stop.

He pumped his fingers in and out slowly as I rolled my hips to the rhythm. “Yes, fuck me... You’re such a dick, Zander.”

“That’s right, darlin’. Let me show you how big of a dick I can be.” He shoved me toward the foot of the bed and bent me over in one swift motion. “Be a good girl and keep your hands where I can see them.”

I placed my palms on the ruffled bedspread and practically drooled onto it as he yanked my pants and panties down.

“Look at that creamy-white ass just begging to be marked,” he growled as he spread my legs apart.

Butterflies swarmed in my belly at the jingle of his buckle unlatching, the slither of his belt sliding out of its loops, the whizz of his zipper coming down. I felt the whoosh of air before the taut leather strap came down with a hard slap against my ass cheek, almost making me cum on the spot.

“Fuck,” I cried out louder than I’d intended.

He gently rubbed the spot he slapped. “I knew all it would take is a good spanking to get you to be behave.”

Fuck. His words sent more spasms to my already swollen clit. “You’re an imbecile,” I grunted out between whimpers.

Zander laughed. “Keep talking. Your filthy mouth turns me on.” He pulled my hips back until I felt his hard exposed cock throb against my ass crack. “You look like a fucking whore right now, Easton. Do you want me to fuck you like one?”

My nipples pebbled and moisture leaked down my thighs. Fuck. I squirmed on the bed, fighting with myself and him as he held me down. “I’m not a whore,” I muttered. But I kind of liked the idea of being one for him.

He dug his fingers into my thighs and spread me wide open. The tip of his cock probed at my slick entrance. “You’re my fucking whore, Easton.” He inched in slightly and it was all I could do to keep from begging him not to stop. “And you’re going to let me treat you like one.”

I cried out as he shoved his thick cock all the way in. “Uhhh.”

He slapped my ass cheeks hard as he ripped through me. “Fuck yeah, you’re so tight. Open up for me. Stretch that cunt around my cock like a good little girl.”

I was so close to coming I could barely breathe. His cock was like a fucking miracle wand hitting every sensitive and long-neglected spot inside of my raw and swollen pussy. I couldn’t help but grind back against him.

“Yeah, that’s it. Ride my fucking cock.” He pulled out suddenly and dragged me all the way onto the bed. “Let’s see how filthy you can get for me.”

My legs were shaking as he towered over me. “Please… I need to cum.”

A devious smirk played on his lips as he removed his shirt and pants, tossing them to the floor. “Play with yourself, darlin’. A good whore knows how to put on an even better show.”

Fuck. I’d never been this bold in the bedroom before. Most of my sexual encounters were drunken, quick, and a blur that ended in me passing out with my panties still around my ankles. This was different.

I slid my fingers down my slit and rubbed my pussy lips back and forth. The heat in my body rose to inferno levels with each stroke. “Mmm…”

He watched me like he had the devil in his eyes. “Slide your finger inside that dirty cunt of yours. Push it in nice and deep.”

I jerked my hips up as the pressure built in my core. As I pushed my finger all the way inside, I couldn’t stop the agonizing moan that escaped from my throat.

Zander didn’t take his eyes off my pussy as he shoved three thick fingers into my mouth. “That’s a good girl.”

He laughed again as I started to gag on him, which only made me hotter and needier for my climax. I ground against my own hand as he breathed heavily into my ear, “Cum for me, darlin’. Cum harder than any of your pencil-dick exes have ever made you cum.”

An explosion of stars tunneled my vision at his lude command. I sucked his fingers like a lollipop as an earth-shattering orgasm rippled through me. He added his finger next to mine, shoving it just as deep inside my pussy. I bucked and jerked and trembled, spreading my thighs wide open to encourage the stretch.

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