Page 111 of Depraved Desires

“I’m not,” I admitted somewhat sheepishly. “I’m a virgin, remember? If I put it back in now, I’ll fucking cum.”

A sly smile captured her lips. “Wasa virgin.”

I still wasn’t letting her off the hook with that screwed up comment she made. By the time I was done with her, she wouldn’t even remember Rocky’s name.

After I managed to compose myself and the urge to jizz disintegrated, I slid back inside her. This time, I leaned down further, bracing myself on my arms so that I could go even deeper.

“Fuck yes,” she breathed, scratching her nails down my back again after removing them from my hair. She expertly propped one leg over my hip, giving me easier access to do what I needed to.

My movements picked up, my hips rotating which sent goddamn stars bursting behind my eyelids. She leaned up, smashing her lips against mine in a frenzied, heated kiss. I groaned into her mouth as the slapping of our flesh echoed around us. Her teeth nicked me, and I instantly tasted copper.

I’d never felt pleasure like this. No drug on this goddamn earth could make me this high. Now I understood Collin and Myles’s obsession. She felt amazing. She was addicting. The most dangerous narcotic that existed didn’t hold a candle to her. My tongue flicked against her lips, begging for access. The need to taste her in any way possible was clouding all judgment. It didn’t matter how intimate this was, my body craved it. My thrusts grew more frantic, her moans spilling into my mouth, allowing my tongue to brush against hers.

This was the only time I’d allow myself to be inside of her. Just one taste. That was it. Maybe by fucking her out of my system, my body would stop reacting to her the way it did. I needed this from the moment she punched me in the face. Evenmore so when she cut me with her blade. How fucked up was that?

As if sensing my thoughts, her nails dug into my flesh. The sting sent a current of heat straight to my dick. I could feel blood trickling down the side of my back from her sharp, fake nails.

“I still fucking hate you,” she said against my lips.

Driving my hips back, I pounded into her again. A loud scream fled her mouth, the sound music to my ears. “I fucking hate you too, little demon. Now shut the fuck up and come all over my cock.” Her drenched pussy fluttered around me at my crude words, her heels digging into my ass.

Maybe screwing her was a step in the right direction. Maybe, justmaybe, I could stand another woman’s touch without the thought of my father echoing around my skull. I’d have to test out that theory when I was done with her. The academy had no shortage of pretty girls. Girls who would be more than willing to let me touch them.

Her hands snaked up my body, halting when they reached my neck. Her fingers curled around my throat, and she inflicted just enough pressure that had me seeing stars. A current of electricity spiraled through me, making my dick twitch. A low growl rumbled through my chest. She could choke me out if she wanted to, and I’d die a happy man.

Her pants came in short, fast bursts. The sound of her erratic breathing was another form of ecstasy. Knowing that I was doing it right, making her feel good, and that she wanted this just as much as I did had my balls tightening as they slapped against her skin. Aspen dug her nails into my neck, scraping them down slowly. Goosebumps attacked my flesh and a shudder tumbled through my body from the pain mixed in with the pleasure.

My mouth found hers again. This time to kiss was more aggressive and frantic. Our teeth clashed as we both fought for dominance, chasing the pleasure we refused to let slip. Thesound of me sliding in and out of her dripping cunt echoed around us, and that just turned me on more. Aspen’s resounding moans was the best melody I’d ever fucking heard. Especially when they were for me and me only.

I gripped her leg, holding it in place higher over my hip. She whimpered against my mouth, and I swallowed down every sound she made, knowing I’d never get this chance with her again.

“Fuck,” she moaned, tangling her hands in my hair again. My head dropped into the crook of her neck, which she too advantage of. Tilting her own, her lips grazed my neck, and she started kissing along the sensitive skin. Kissing turned into sucking, and that had my eyes rolling all over again. She knew exactly what to do and if I wasn’t so high off her body, it might have bothered me. But right now, I was loving it. If she didn’t stop, there would be a nasty bruise by the time she was finished, but even the thought of that didn’t bother me either.

My grunts filtered through the air, mixed in with her addictive moans as they vibrated through the area she was sucking and licking.

“Hurt me, Foster.” She breathed, peeling her lips back from my flesh. “Show me how much you hate me.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” I smirked.

Without waiting for a response, I drove into her brutally. Over and over again. Her back arched as she pulled at my hair again. My scalp ached from the force, but in the best fucking way.

“You’re such a dirty fucking whore for me, aren’t you?” I panted. “Feel how tightly your nasty little cunt is gripping me.”

Her head dropped back against the ground, and she released another loud moan. She seemed to like it when I degraded her, and that was one thing I was good at.

“If my cunt is so nasty, then why are you so hard for it?” she taunted, resting her hands on my shoulders.

“I was a virgin. The wind could blow against it and I’d get hard. Don’t flatter yourself.”

A small smile graced her swollen lips. “Did the wind make you stick it inside of me, then?” she taunted.

Clenching my jaw, I pulled back, leaving just the tip inside before driving into her again at a ruthless force. Her pussy was going to be so raw after this. Her arms wound around me, her hands resting on the back of my neck as she pulled me tighter against her perfect body. She couldn’t get enough, and neither could I.

“Stay away from him,” I grunted, slamming into her again and again and again. She gasped with each thrust, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

“W-who?” she panted, trailing her mouth along the side of my face.

“Barlow. Fuck anyone within my circle, but nothim.”

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