Page 18 of Cruel Devil

No warning, no easing into it.

He thrusts into my pussy so hard, the chair scrapes a foot over the floor. Then he stays buried deep, grinding his hips against mine like he’s trying to find an extra inch for his cock somewhere past my cervix.

Panic blooms inside my chest at the thought of him filling me with his seed. How his cock is throbbing, it feels seconds away from happening.

“Don’t you fucking dare!” I yell, shoving up with one hand so I can reach behind me and try to claw his dick.

He slaps my ass, making me yelp in surprise. He draws out his cock a few inches, only to slam into me again.

The pain is exquisite.

The pleasure utterly hedonistic.

The chair scrapes forward another foot as he fucks me slow and hard, only stopping when it hits the other wall. Jammed into the corner, he makes me beg for release as he punishes my clenching pussy with one hard, violent thrust after another.

“Savage, please!” I can feel a climax headed my way, and he hasn’t even touched my clit.

He’s that thick, that fucking hard.

He spits, and I feel warmth hit my asshole a moment before he smears it with his thumb. I whimper at the thought of him stretching both holes, filling me to the brim.

Something cool, round, and hard presses against my asshole.

Not his thumb, like I’d been expecting.

I whip my head around, gaping in shock at the Beretta in his hand. “What the fuck are you doing!” I bleat in panic.

“Easy, Angel. Everything’s terribly slippery back here. “

My body locks up like someone encased me in cement. He’s only got half his cock inside me, I guess so there’s enough room to sodomize me with his gun.

“You’re fucking insane.” But I say it quietly, because even the thump of my heart feels like it could set off the trigger.

“Because I keep letting you get away with your bullshit? I think so too.”

“Because you have your gun in my fucking—” I cut off with a strangled moan as he starts moving his cock in and out of my pussy. “Savage, please, I can’t do this?—“

“Oh, Angel, you already are. You’re taking it so good, like the strong, brave little girl you are.” He starts fucking me with the first two inches of his suppressor, falling into rhythmic alternating thrusts between the gun and his cock.

So slow.

But so fucking deep.

I can’t help moaning. My fingers are leaving dents in the chair’s upholstery. I’ve never felt this desperate to come, this afraid that I’ll die if I do. Every hair on my body is lifting, goosebumps spreading over my arms and legs.

He pulls the gun out, but I don’t even have time to relax before his cock replaces it. Savage forces the tips of all five fingers into my pussy, keeping them pressed tightly together as he pushes them deeper inside.

I gasp, my body shuddering as he slowly widens his fingers, still keeping the tips pressed together. His cock forces its way deeper into my ass.

The way he’s filling me, I’m ready to burst. To come undone and leave planet Earth.

He pumps his cock into my ass, harder, deeper, setting such a devastating rhythm that he could have recited the periodic table and I wouldn’t have noticed. He comes with a shudder and a groan, slamming into my ass so hard I let out a hoarse yell. My pussy clenches his fingers, my ass gripping him just as tight.

I’ve never gone skydiving, but this is how I imagine those first few seconds as you step out of the plane would feel. When you suddenly become aware just how big a part gravity plays in your life. When you realize the solid ground you’re suddenly craving would absolutely kill you if your parachute didn’t open.

But before I can come, Savage pulls out of me and slaps my pussy so hard I see stars.

The stinging pain drives my orgasm away.

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