Page 32 of Something Borrowed

I open my mouth to scream for help but a massive hand clamps over my face.

“If your guards come running in here, I will be forced to kill them - I don’t want to do that,” he growls in warning.

I stare at him with wide eyes, full of fear and - desire.

He grabs the edge of my blanket and pulls it off my body. Exposing my naked skin to the crisp, cool air.

A low rumbling sound vibrates through his chest and sends shivers down my spine.

I mumble against his hand, my words are muffled and inaudible.

“Sshhhh.” His breath is hot against my ear as he leans over me. “I’m not here to talk.” His hand brushes up my leg, over the inside of my thigh.

I squirm and kick him away and his eyes flash with excitement.

“I was hoping you would put up a fight.” He laughs.

Using his free hand he yanks his belt loose and my body tingles with anticipation, eyeing the bulge pushing up against the crotch of his pants.

“Don’t make a sound.” He snarls, lifting his hand off my mouth.

Rufino wraps the belt around my wrists and through the bedpost above my head.

I whimper when he yanks his pants open, standing over me so that I can see the full size of his cock.

His shirt is hanging open, those gorgeous sculpted muscles running over his stomach and dipping down towards his cock are making me crazy with lust.

He grabs my legs roughly and pulls them open, kneeling between my thighs.

I squirm away and he grins.

His hands dig into my hips as he pins me down, lying his body over mine.

I take a sharp breath in, but before I can let out a sound, he clamps his hand around my throat and presses hard enough to cut off my voice.

Then his cock slams into me.

My pupils dilate with pleasure when he pulls out and slams into me again.

Lightheaded dizziness swims through my head, my air restricted just enough to make me feint. Under his control, I am completely defenseless.

He is still fucking me, his cock forcing my pussy wide open every time he pushes deep inside me.

Grunts of pleasure sound against my ear from his forceful thrusts.

“Fuck, you are so perfect, I will never let you go.” He moans while he fucks me.

My legs shake.

I arch my hips upwards.

His cock slides in and out of my pussy and the sensations all become overwhelming.

An orgasm crashes into me like a tidal wave.

Washing through my entire body, ripping me open and leaving my lying bare.

He goes rock hard inside me and I feel the pulsing release of his own pleasure.

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