Page 13 of Devil on the Lake

He slaps my ass again, squeezing hard enough to bruise. It tears a shocked gasp from me.

“What did I fucking say about that mouth? Need me to fuck it first so you learn to be quiet?”

I twist around and my hand lands with a satisfying crack across his face. “I’m not going to play your game.”

“You will if you want me to fuck that tight, wet pussy. I felt it, baby. You’re all swollen and needy. Aching for my cock to fill you until you scream.” At the strangled noise I choke back, he grabs my hair and turns my head, speaking against my lips. “Answer me.”

He doesn’t give me the chance to, sealing his mouth over mine. I bite his tongue. He retaliates by nipping my lip.

But there’s one thing I can’t deny, and a minute later Dante knows it, too. The roughness makes the warmth pooling in my core burn hotter. Arousal coats my thighs. He repositions me where he wants and reaches between my legs, slipping his fingers inside past the fishnets again.

“Fucking soaked,” he says in approval.

There’s a rustling of his jeans behind me, then his face presses into me from behind. He groans and my cheeks flush at having his face against my pussy. I gasp when his tongue flicks out to taste me.

“Bet you’re glistening for me, you filthy little slut.”

My breath hisses out of me as he yanks the stretchy velvet material of my bodice aside and tears the hole in the fishnets bigger so he has full access. He plants a hand on the bed next to me and the head of his cock rubs up and down my slick folds. Bare. I swallow.

“Dante—”

“Are you on the pill?” He doesn’t stop grinding against me. “I don’t really care, I’m fucking you raw either way.”

“Y-yes,” I choke out, unsure if I’m answering the question or responding to his dirty promise.

“Good. I want you dripping with my come, and when it leaks out of you, I’m pushing it back in.”

Arousal throbs in my center at the thought of him marking me in such an obscene, primal way. As much as I hate this asshole, I want that right now. I want him to fuck me with every fiber of my being.

Maybe I’m the insane one for wanting my bully to fuck me after he spent the night chasing me through the woods for his stupid prank.

Dante lines up and grips my hips. It’s the only warning I have before he sinks in on one deep thrust. A breath stutters out of both of us, his exhale fanning over the back of my neck. His grip tightens on me as he pulls out and snaps his hips again.

“Oh shit, baby.” He groans. “Goddamn, your pussy is so tight.”

My breath hitches as each stroke of his cock sends bursts of pleasure to my nerve endings. He folds his body over mine, changing the angle to one that tears little noises of ecstasy from me. His fingers find the holes in my fishnets and tug, using them as leverage to fuck me harder.

“Oh god,” I choke out.

“You like it like that, my dirty little slut? Shit, I’m going to cream in you so good you’ll never get me out of your pussy.”

I bite down on my tongue as my orgasm shocks me. I clench around his dick and squeeze the bunched up quilt in my hands while I ride the waves. He rumbles in approval, bringing his lips to my ear.

“Yeah, come all over my cock.” His tone hardens into something demanding. “Tell me how it feels.”

Gritting my teeth against the pleasure, I growl, “And stroke your ego? Fuck no. I hate you and I’d rather bite your dick off than tell you anything.”

“Hate me all you want, baby,” he mutters in my ear. “I’m still the one dicking you down so good you’re like a fucking vice around my cock.”

Dante fists my hair and angles my head back, claiming my mouth with a searing kiss as his thrusts slam into me. A cry tears free from me and he swallows it. I’m helpless to stop it because it feels so good. I don’t want to stop. I want more.

He inhales sharply as he’s feeding me his tongue, and another low rumble vibrates through his chest against my back. His thrusts stutter and his muscles seize.

“Fuck,” he drags out.

Dante’s cock pulses inside me, filling me with his come. The sensation is erotic and it triggeers another burst of pleasure.

His laugh sounds delirious and he kneads my ass, still buried deep within me. “You come again? Can’t get enough of my cock painting your insides? Yeah, that’s sexy, baby.”

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