Page 69 of Sardonic Burn

“What a good girl you are, Noelle.” I chuckle and remove my fingers from her mouth and unbuckle my pants.

“Wait, wait.” Panic settles in her eyes. “What are you doing?”

I pull my hard cock and stroke it. Her eyes are wide, and I can’t help but smirk.

“Not so little anymore, huh?”

A nervous laugh slips her lips. “That was just…”

“Just what?” I grab her hips and raise her, holding her against the wall. Her dress moves perfectly and gives me clear access to her pussy. “You didn’t think you’d ever get to see it, huh?”

She bites her bottom lip, and I position the tip of my cock at her entrance. It’s already dripping with precum, and she swallows back a moan. Her hands are on my shoulders, slightly trembling.

“Hudson,” she all but begs. “This isn’t right.”

“Many things in this world aren’t right, Noelle.”

She shudders, and I grin.

Little miss perfect is nothing more than a broken doll under me. She can’t resist me, but it doesn’t stop her from trying. I push my hips, only inserting the tip, and she whimpers.

That sound.

That fucking sound makes my mind go blank, as if an animal was unleashed inside of me. Without a warning, I push inside of her in a long, quick thrust, and she moans in my ear.

“Wait, Hudson,” she tries to reason. “You didn’t put on a condom.”

I grin, nibbling on her exposed skin in the place where her shoulder and neck meet, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses.

“Hmm? What’s wrong, Noelle? Can’t handle it?”

“I could get pregnant.”

My cock twitches inside of her, all reason leaving my mind. My body moves on its own, thrusting wildly and reaching the deepest parts of her.

“Wouldn’t that be poetic? Having the baby of the man you loathe so much.”

“Hudson,” she moans, clenching her walls around me.

She’s too fucking perfect. The warmth of her body, the sour scent that fills all of my senses, and the way she gives me access to her sweet cunt. The rougher I am on her, the more she whimpers and trembles.

I grab her hips and squeeze them, pushing her lower onto me

“What’s wrong, Noelle? You seem to be enjoying yourself.”

“Never.” A moan betrays her, and I chuckle.

“Really? Okay, then.”

I pause and her eyes widen.

“Don’t you dare stop, you fucking bastard. I was close.”

“You want to come again this quickly? How greedy of you.”

“Fuck you.”

“Your foul mouth is starting to irritate me, Noelle. Be careful.”

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