Page 92 of Sinful Pleasure

“You fucking love sucking me off, don’t you, princess?”

I nodded, tears forming in my eyes as he held me by the hair, thrustingdeeper into my mouth. Each thrust held anger, making sure to leave a mess on my face.

Saliva fell from the corner of my mouth, tears streaming down my face as I took everything he could offer me, muffling my chokes.

His free hand pinched my nipples hard, making me cry out around him. “Keep your eyes on me, little brat,” he demanded. “I want to see the mess I make on that pretty face.”

My hands rested against his hips, trying to relax my throat muscles.

With each thrust, he went deeper— as if to punish me, to see me cry. Sparks shot straight to my clit, a sign of how fucked up I truly was for enjoying this.He pulled away. Saliva dripped from my mouth, his cock glistening under the dim light.

Next thing I knew, I was pulled back onto my trembling legs and pushed onto the bed. He rolled on a condom on his length, climb on top of me, making space between my thighs for him.

It was the first time I saw him up close, face to face.

I was always turned away from him. I thought that was how he preferred it, and I was fine with that.

But now, he was staring at me, eyes filled with emotions I couldn’t quite figure out but desperately wanted to understand.

“I’ve never fucked a woman with her face facing mine. I’ve never done that shit.”His thumb grazed my lower lip as I felt him at my entrance. I held back my breath.

“But now I want you to keep your eyes on me, Allyn. I want you to watch me destroy your sweet little pussy.”

With one rough thrust, he sank inside me, stretching me around his length.His hand wrapped around my jaw, as he fed me every inch. He cursed under his breath, grabbing my hips as he pulled out and sank back home.

“That’s it, princess,” he mumbled, his attention fixed on where our bodies connected as one. I was mesmerized by how good he felt and how handsomehe looked with his dark hair falling in front of his sweaty face.

How seductive his lips were as he fucked me into the mattress.

My nails dug into his biceps, desperately crying for more as I pulled him closer, yearning for his lips on mine.

Before I could kiss him, he pulled away, his eyes locking onto me like blades.

He rose to his knees, still inside me, his fingers tightening around my throat, pinning me to the bed.

The grip wasn’t too harsh, but it was enough to steal my breath.

‘‘Don’t you fucking dare do this again without my permission,’’ he growled, delivering one hard thrust as a warning, freezing inside me. ‘‘Am I fucking clear, brat?’’

I didn’t understand why I was so messed up. Why did his degrading words only draw me closer to the edge, making me ache to explode around him?He pounded in and out of me, his hand still gripping my throat, using me for his pleasure the same way he had with my mouth. Brutal, cruel, relentless.

The bed creaked beneath us, my tits bouncing with each forceful thrust. Maddox used his other hand to silence my cries. He was so deep, hitting the right spot with every move.

I couldn’t take my eyes off the way his muscles flexed. His gaze was focused where he fucked me into oblivion, and it was all too much.I exploded around him, my body rocking against his as he fucked me through my release.

‘‘Such a dirty little slut for me,’’ he murmured, pushing two fingers into my mouth. My lips wrapped around them, sucking them in. His eyes darkened. ‘‘You like being used like the greedy little slut you are, don’t you, princess?’’

I cried out, biting his finger as he stayed buried inside me, just rocking his hips.

‘‘Letting me fuck you, knowing my brother is only a few rooms away, peacefully sleeping while his innocent fiancée is being destroyed by my cock.’’

I whined, feeling a second orgasm building.

“Maddox,” I cried, but he slapped his other hand over my mouth, muffling my pleas.

This wasn’t just sex— it was pure hatred. It was animalistic, dirty, and completely fucked up—just like the two of us.My orgasm slammed into me with his next thrust, shaking me to my core.

He groaned, pulling out of me and wrapping his hand around his cock, stroking himself, his length glistening with my juices.

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