Page 24 of Forbidden Property
Ishould fight Renzo off more. Verbally, I’m fighting him and I make a grand display of fighting him for the cameras that Nicki apparently has in this bedroom. But the truth is — I want to fuck her brother this time out of pure anger. I can’t tell Renzo I agree with him. Hate fucking him feels like the perfect way to get back at Nicki and the only way to do it.
I still hate this racist bastard, but women have had sex for strategic reasons rather than emotional reasons longer than men want to admit. We’re not just weaklings who give in to every emotion. Renzo grabs my ass cheeks and hikes me up against the door.
His body close to mine feels physically good. My emotions are all over the place. Renzo completely turns me off emotionally. He has none of the qualities I want in a man. He’s arrogant. Too muscular, like a male model, not a man with a realistic body at all. Even how he smells is so perfect that it’s annoying. I could never feel comfortable with a guy like that.
I always wanted to be with someone regular. Not to mention someone black.
While I allow Renzo to press my body against the bedroom door, it’s way too much when he leans over to kiss me. His kissmakes all of this too real and like everything else about Renzo’s body, it’s too perfect to belong to an evil problematic demon.
His lips are the perfect combination of warm and wet. He parts my lips with an infuriating passionate kiss. He wants me to moan, I can feel it. A small part of me wants to hold back despite the physical pleasure coursing through me.
“Come on,” Renzo whispers, leaving my lips behind and proving me right as he whispers in my ear. “Moan for the cameras. Make her question your loyalty while I fuck a baby in you…”
“I still hate you.”
“Good,” Renzo whispers, running his tongue over the length of my neck. The ticklish sensation followed by the wetness from Renzo’s lips almost makes me moan. “Hate me while you moan from my dick. It’s only going to boost my ego.”
He hits my sweet spot with his tongue and it hurts my heart that a moan escapes my lips. I don’t mean to moan, but it happens and Renzo chuckles with pure, wicked delight. He doesn’t bother hiding his hard dick at this point.
“Fuck, that sounded delicious,” he groans. “Imagine how loud you’re gonna moan with my dick inside you.”
I feel the soft warm head of Renzo’s cock head against the entrance of my wetness. I feel sore from the previous intrusions from Renzo’s dick. I have no experience to compare, but he must be big because the pain I feel from Renzo’s dick leaves a lasting impact. This time, I don’t grip his ass cheeks to avoid accidentally dragging Renzo’s dick inside me.
I touch his back, allowing him to guide this breeding process and preparing myself to feel this muscular man entering me against his bedroom door. I don’t want to look him in the eye. I still hate Renzo Taviani. I don’t want to become his breeding mare. He kisses and nibbles on my neck as he slides the head ofhis cock inside me. My entrance spreads widely around his dick head.
“Even with two loads of my cum in your pussy, it’s still tight,” Renzo whispers. “It’s too bad touching you is completely fucked up and forbidden.”
“That doesn’t seem to stop you from getting your dick wet.”
Renzo chuckles. “You’re right. I’m still hard because the idea of making a baby is a dark, primal urge. It feels good.”
“I hate you so much.”
“That won’t stop me,” he whispers. “That just makes me want to fuck your pussy more. I can torture you even more by reminding you… we’re making a baby, Geralynn…”
“Shut up…”
He slides another inch inside me. I moan with pleasure again and hate myself for it. Renzo’s dick stiffens inside me and I can feel his cock move again. He wants me to look him in the eye now and make the emotional pain even worse.
I tilt my neck away from him which clearly offends Renzo because he suddenly slides his hand up my chest and around my neck. I whimper in hopes of stopping him, but it’s too late. He grabs my neck and squeezes. I squeal and my gaze snaps directly to Renzo’s. His vicious eyes lock with mine and he smirks as he slides his hips forward and enters me with every last inch of his dick.
He feels bigger than before and it hurts to take him from this angle. I cry out loudly as the back of Renzo’s cock touches the walls of my pussy.No, Geralynn. Fight him. Don’t let him see how good he makes your body feel.Renzo’s body presses close to mine as he holds me against the door, cupping my ass with one hand and holding my neck with the other.
“I’m going to breed you, Geralynn. I don’t care if you hate my guts because once I’m done, you’re going to be the one carrying my seed and begging for my cum.”
Renzo smiles when I sound like I’m in pain. His body is so close to mine that I can smell his strangely minty breath and his cologne. Both of them make my skin tingle all over, but I don’t want to give in and actually cum with Renzo’s dick inside me. He can do whatever he wants, but I don’t need to cum while he whispers those dirty words into my ear.
“You’re so quiet,” he murmurs. “Are you scared of how good it will feel to grow my little baby inside you? Every day of your life, you will know that I owned you in the deepest, most primal way. And you hate me.”
I press the bottoms of my feet against his thighs in an effort to push him off but it only gives Renzo a better attack angle and he groans as he uses my adjustment to get his cock deeper inside me. I cry out louder as he scrapes the back walls of my pussy. He squeezes my neck tighter, as if I would dare to take my eyes off him in this vulnerable position cramped against his bedroom door.
“Your pussy belongs to me,” he says. “I’m going to fuck you and when I’m done, maybe I’ll do worse. Tattoo your ass. Put a collar on your neck. Make you scrub my floors with a buttplug sticking out of your ass.”
He thrusts between each sentence and I fight the immense physical pleasure from Renzo’s big meat pole until he says the word “ass” and I can’t hold back a loud moan. He loves it and pumps even faster between my legs. I cry out louder. I already fucked up by moaning. If Nicki is anywhere on the other side of the door, she can definitely hear this.
“You’re mine,” Renzo growls. “My dirty little pussy to cum in… and claim…”
Each deep stroke hits me deeper. I can’t handle it. I can’t hold back anymore. I dig my fingernails into Renzo’s overdeveloped back muscles. I want to remind myself that I’m holding onto a beast, but his well-defined muscles just turn me on even more.I’m close. So close. My nails sink deeper into his muscles as I moan even louder.
