Page 110 of Brutal Game

I ignored her, I had to, just pulled her back down onto my cock as she crawled up the bed and began hammering into her cunt, reassuring myself with how wet and hot and tight she was around me as she clenched. I shoved a hand below her and played with her clit, not bothering to be gentle or easy. I had one mission, and it was making her explode all over my cock. And then do it again.

“You close, little fury?” My voice was so hoarse, it sounded like a stranger’s. “I am. I fucking love you, and you love me—you just clenched again. You might be able to lie, but your cunt can’t, can it? She knows I’m right, she wants me to keep her.” I continued strumming her clit, playing her, desperate for her to come. “I’ll give this greedy, needy pussy what it needs until you can admit it. I won’t stop you until you say it, Aviva. Tell me you love me, or I’ll keep fucking you until we’re both bleeding and raw.”

“Jack,” she whimpered but my words and touch had done it. Her whole body tensed and clenched around me, pulsing as she soaked my cock in her own come. The scent—apples and honey and pussy—surrounded me and I inhaled deeply, like it was the last time I’d get to smell it.

Bullshit.She wasn’t going anywhere and neither was I.

I drove her into the mattress as I pounded my desperation and anger into her, over and over. My balls drew up.

“Tell me you hate me,” I ordered.

“I hate you,” she whined brokenly as she continued to come around me.

I felt the oncoming orgasm at the base of my spine as I continued fucking her, deep and hard and raw like I’d promised.

“Tell me you never want to see me again.”

“I never—I never—” she broke off, because she wasn’t able to say the words.

Good.

I withdrew from her pussy and flipped her over before shoving back into her, needing to see her eyes for what came next.

“Tell me you love me,” I demanded but this time it was my voice that broke.

“I can’t!” Her eyes were afraid.

“Tell me.”

I thrust as deep as I could go and stayed there.

“I love you! I love you! I hate it so much, hate you so much, hate what you’ve done to me.”

At her admission, a fucking supernova exploded inside me. I went blind for a moment, or maybe a century as the biggest, scariest orgasm I’d ever had took over my body and I lost track of who Jack Feldman had been, because all that existed was Aviva. She cried out, clenching around me as she came again, extending my own for an eternity.

Finally, I came down, was able to see again. Locked onto her eyes, which were filled with terrified awe.

I kissed her mouth hard.

“Same, little fury. Same,” I groaned in that stranger’s voice before kissing her again.

My heart refused to slow down, still pounding so hard, so loud I could barely hear her quiet, “I love you.”

I pulled away from her lips. “Yeah you do, little fury,” I crooned as my softening cock hardened again.

“Oh god, no more,” she moaned.

“More,” I promised.

I lifted her legs over my shoulders, leaning forward and bending her in half.

“You’re not going anywhere,” I threatened as I began thrusting inside her again, not interested in giving her a break. “You’re going to take my cock like a good girl and keep taking it untilIsay we’re done. Until you’re so full of my come it’s spilling out of you.”

She shut her eyes and turned her head.

This time, it was anger boiling in my spine.

“Open. Your. Fucking. Eyes. And. Look. At. Me.” I forced out as I made sure to hit her clit with the base of my cock.

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