Page 39 of In Love with the Devil

His arm wraps under my waist and with his dick still inside me, his breath on my back, suddenly I feel his thumb slip into my ass. I squeal and I’m about to bolt, but he has me trapped.

“Romeo–” I cry.

“It’s okay. I’m not gonna hurt you. Just feel it,Mami.”

I whimper and break down, tears trailing fast from my eyes.

“Shh… It’s okay. I’ve got you.”

While his dick engorges, his thumb slips in and out, and I melt.

“That’s it.” It’s the rubbing of his thumb against my rim and filling me that drives me into pure euphoria. “You like it, bella. You want more?”

“Yes.”

“Beg me for it.”

“Please don’t stop.”

He stops. “Oh, you’ll have to do better than that. Tell me what you want.”

Panting, I whine and beg, “Please, finger my asshole.”

“Good girl.”

He fucks me but doesn’t stop fingering me. I touch myself while screaming. When his thrusts increase in speed and aggressiveness, I end up falling forward and flat on my belly, but we both continue. Sometimes I fuck him back and he compliments me on it.

“Oh yeah, just like that. Just like that. You’re such a good fuck.”

Then the memory hits me, how Julian stopped fucking me just like this and then placed the tip of his dick in my asshole. There is a mix of horror in me but also it pushes me to come. I climax so hard that I scream into the mattress. My insides spasm on him and he continues until he, too, is coming.The back of my throat hurts from screaming. Slowly, Romeo collapses on top of me as we both try to catch our breaths.

“Fuck,” he cusses and rolls next to me. His palm flattens on my butt cheek, caressing it. “Are you okay?”

I nod and moan yes, but I’m not looking at him. I’m too busy staring at my empty walls wondering how is it possible that I came when I was remembering one of the worst moments of my life with the worst monster I’ve ever met.

“Why aren’t you looking at me?”

I turn to face him and lie on my side. He cups my cheek. “Are you sure you’re okay? I only did it because some girls need more to get there, gorgeous, and it’s okay if that’s the case for you. You know that, right?”

I can’t form words because if I do, if he doesn’t shut the fuck up, I swear I’ll cry. So I kiss him to silence him. Then I fall asleep in his warm arms. I know that he’ll be out of here before sunrise, but I allow myself to soak up the satisfaction and the fantasy that he’s mine.

For the first time, I feel safe.

I wake up to Romeo getting dressed beside the mattress.

“Running away?” I ask.

“Actually, I added my number to your phone so that when I text you later, you’ll know it’s me and not some creep.”

I can’t contain the relief, or the shock. “Really?” My eyes widen and he chuckles.

“Yes, really.”

“I have to go to work. But maybe dinner next Saturday?”

I nod. “I would love that.”

“I’m gonna call you tomorrow night because I have an all-day shift, okay? So don’t freak out.”

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