Page 105 of Devil's Bargain

SEVENTEEN

“Not so fast,” Scott says when I throw open the door and go to exit the car. The morning sun is dawning, and I have school in a couple of hours. I’m exhausted. I hurt everywhere, and fresh bruises litter my face and body.

Scott gets out of the car with Jared close on his heel. I stare after them as they walk up to my front door and enter my house.

What are they doing?

I follow them inside. The house is silent except for my mom’s soft snores.

When I enter my bedroom, I pause.

Jared is in my bed, his clothes on my floor.

Scott pockets his gun and collects the jacket he left here earlier. “I’m off.”

Jared chuckles. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay for the pussy?”

“Trust me, it’s tempting, but I’ve got shit to do.” He stops in front of me and cups my sore sex. “You did well today.”

“My rent?”

He slides his fingers over the fabric of my panties beneath my skirt, making my clit throb like a treacherous little bitch. “Consider it paid!” Digging inside his pocket, he pulls out two twenty-dollar bills. “A little treat.”

“Where’s the rest?” I saw the money. It was in the thousands.

“You shouldn’t ask so many questions.” He leaves.

I stare at the door for a moment, my heart thundering inside my chest. Jared clears his throat and pats the bed.

I fist my hands by my sides, fighting the urge to pick up the nearest item to throw at him. “Get out!”

He chuckles, pulling back the quilt and patting the space next to him. “I’m not going anywhere!” He’s naked, and his cock is erect.

I slowly walk over and remove my clothes. “I’m not fucking you!”

When I’m undressed, I get into bed and scoot as far away from Jared as possible, but he bands his arm around my middle and drags me closer. Then he rolls me over on my front and covers me with his heavy body, his breath hot on my neck. My skin erupts in goosebumps.

His hard dick prods my entrance. “Are you hungry for more cock?”

I should say no, but I arch against him. “I hate you!”

“I know!” He works his dick inside me, then snakes his hand beneath my chest and wraps it around my throat.

I whimper as he starts to move.

“That’s it, little slut, let your devil out to play.”

I arch my ass higher. “Fuck me harder!”

He slams into me, causing the headboard to rock against the wall. “What do you want?”

“To be punished!” I hate myself so much right now! I deserve the pain I feel when he pulls out and slaps my ass. Then he’s back on top of me, pulling my hair and biting my neck as he descends back inside me again.

The morning sun slowly travels across the worn floorboards while I beg him for more.

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I watch Jared sleep next to me, his arm flung over his eyes and one of his knees peeking out from the side of the quilt that lies pooled around his lower waist.

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