Page 20 of Some Like it Violent

Before I knew what was happening, he lifted me up high enough so that his cock slid out of me, making a wetslapagainst his firm belly. Kane let out an animalistic sound as he gripped his root and started slapping his shaft against my pussy. The wet, sloppy sounds of skin against skin turned me on even more.

I gasped as he slapped his dick on my pussy hard, and I shuddered.

He hummed in approval. “Dirty fucking slut. God, you’re a beautiful psycho.”

I was too worked up and needed to be fucked so badly that I was done with this twisted foreplay. I shoved his hand away, grabbed his length, and lodged the head back inside of me, sliding down his dick in one forceful drop. He fucked into mewith brutal thrusts that had me crying out and bouncing on his lap. My hands found his shoulders, and I held on and let him take control of moving me.

His gaze was hooded as he stared at me, the dim light from the fireplace making it seem as if his eyes glowed from the inside out. Nothing mattered other than feeling good at this moment.

“You’re as fucking crazy as I am,” he snarled.

I took that as a twisted sort of praise and started fucking myself on him, riding his enormous cock, and slamming my pussy down along his length. Kane allowed me that control for just a moment before I felt his hand grip my hair and then tighten in the strands. He jerked my head back, baring my throat, and I gasped from the sharp pain. That sensation went right down to my cunt, heightening my arousal.

“Take it all. Take every fucking inch until you’re choking on it.” He leaned forward and growled, his mouth pressed to mine, his teeth clashing with my own. Kane didn’t kiss me. He just held his position as he lifted his hips, fucking me as I slammed my pussy down on him.

I was no longer the one with all the power. And I never had been, I realized. Not even when I had him bound.

He had one hand on my waist and the other painfully tangled in my hair, holding me still. He jacked his hips up, forcing me to take all of his cock, whether it fit comfortably or not. Kane stretched me to the point it was torturous, but God, it was good.

I could hear our wet, dirty, and sloppy sex sounds filling the small room and could even smell the sweet and musky scent of my pussy, because I was so turned on. Kane made deep, animal-like sounds, the vibrations slamming right into my body and zeroing in on my clit.

I moaned long and loud, my thighs burning as I straddled him, my muscles protesting from the position of being spread wide open for his pistoning cock.

“Know what I want from you?”

I couldn’t answer. I was too busy concentrating on the sensations that I didn’t realize I was biting my lip hard enough I broke the skin and tasted blood. Kane leaned in instantly and dragged his tongue over it, licking up the blood and groaning.

“Damn, you taste good.” He sucked on the minor wound, and I hissed at how painful but erotic that was. “What you’re going to let me do is come deep in your pussy,” he grunted and slammed up especially hard into my body. “You’re going to be my sweet, good girl right now and beg me for every drop.”

I panted, making these broken noises, because I was too high to say actual words.

“Does my crazy baby want to be filled so much that my cum spills out of her when I pull out and she stands up?”

“God, you’re nasty… and so fucking crude,” I finally groaned.

The image he painted slammed into my head, so vivid my pussy clenched over and over. I could picture Kane’s semen dripping out of my pussy and sliding down my inner thighs.

I curled my nails into his shoulders and ground my pussy on him, my clit rubbing along his root.

“I’m going to fuck you every day and make sure my cum is always seeping out of you. Might as well not wear panties, because they’ll be soaked all day from my jizz.” He let go of my hair and gripped the other side of my waist as he fucked me hard, lifting me up and pulling me back down.

He did this repeatedly untilmyorgasm came out of nowhere. The pleasure tightened my whole body, and I couldn’t stop the way my pussy clenched around his length, trying to draw him deeper inside.

His breathing came faster, more audible, and his movements were getting more erratic as he lost control.

“You hear your cunt sucking on my cock? How filthy that sounds?”

He growled and slammed inside of me one last, violent time and kept his body flush with mine. I felt him coming, felt his cock throb as he emptied his balls into me. He filled me up with his cum as he found his pleasure.

Kane lifted me enough he could gather his cum that slipped out of my cunt, brought it to my breasts, and smeared his seed all over them. He repeated the process but this time rubbed it across my mouth.

“Now, lick it clean.”

I dragged my tongue over my lips, obeying him, because I was a dirty slut for this convict.

He slammed his lips on mine, then snarled, “Want to know a secret?”

I nodded and panted, still holding onto him.

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