Page 57 of Outlaws of Tulsa

She whimpers, tears welling in her pretty eyes. “It hurts. You’re so big.”

I grin at her, pushing slightly deeper. Tears streak down her temples, but she doesn’t shove me away.

“Beg for me to hurt you, Hadley.”

“Koyn.”

My dick inches into her asshole. She’s so fucking tight and hot. I’m a cruel bastard. I didn’t even lube her up. It must burn like fucking hell.

I pull out and ease into her cunt, making her gasp before pulling all the way out again. Gripping my cock, I attempt to breach her asshole again. It clenches, refusing me entry. Sweat races down my brow and into my eye.

“Hadley, open the fuck up for me.”

She sobs but relaxes. “Hurt me.”

“Good girl,” I praise. We both hiss as I push into her ass. Her nails score my flesh hard enough I know she’s probably drawing blood. “Stop fucking clawing me and spread your cheeks.”

She shudders and releases my arms to obey. Such a good girl. So pretty and compliant. Her body opens up, letting me in. I have to thrust hard to get my cock all the way inside her. Her body doesn’t suck me in, it tries to squeeze me out. To reject me. Fuck that. She’s mine. I buck my hips hard, making her scream.

Sobs tremble from her and her fingers are back on my arms.

“Does it hurt, baby?” I croon.

She nods.

“Want me to stop?”

She shakes her head.

“Because you like it when I hurt you?”

More tears. More sobs. Another nod.

“That’s because you’re a good girl,” I praise. “My good girl. Takes a fat cock in her ass even though it hurts.”

I slide two fingers into her cunt, hooking her with them. She arches her back up off the bed, squeezing her ass around my dick. It’s easy to find her G-spot. It practically throbs with need for affection. I stroke and pet it. Her cunt is slick around my fingers. Needy as fuck. As I fuck her with my fingers, I buck my hips. She cries and trembles and squeals. It hurts. It hurts so fucking bad, and yet she craves it. Fucking needs it.

“Come all over my fingers, pretty girl, and I’ll let you have my cum in your ass. Is that what you want? Or do you want me to stick my dirty dick in your pussy? You want me to fill you up so you can fucking carry my kid? You want to be my old lady, don’t you?”

My words drive her mad. She writhes and whimpers and begs. Nothing coming from her mouth makes any sense. Just crazy, garbled words mixed with moans.

I fuck her with my fingers until she loses it. Her body seizes with her orgasm, squeezing the fuck out of my fingers and dick. Juices leak all over my fingers. I yank out of her ass, loving the scream that rips from her lungs, before replacing my fingers with my cock. I stuff her teenage pussy with my big, daddy cock, knowing I’m going to mark her and fill her as mine.

She makes me lose control.

And I do.

In this moment, I lose all sense of reality.

I fuck her hard, bruising, punishing. I fuck her until her screams become sobs. Then, I groan out my release. I dig my fingers into her hips, pinning her as I grind my body against her, as deep as I can go. My dick swells and then releases every bit of cum in my balls. I fill her the fuck up until I’m spent andexhausted. Collapsing on her, I nuzzle my nose in her hair, trying to memorize her scent.

I can’t keep her.

Not with these fuckers coming up on my property looking for her.

She’ll be caught in the crossfire.

Gently, I kiss her ear. “Good girl. So fucking good. Now get dressed. We’re going to see your friend.”

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