Page 40 of Devil's Bargain

His weight on top of me is fucking delicious, and the burn makes my eyes roll to the back of my head. Normal women don’t get off on this shit, but I think we’ve established that I’m not normal because before I know it, I’m arching my ass into him like a whore.

“That’s it,” he whispers in my ear. “Take my cock!”

I’m crying and whimpering in pain and shameful lust.

“Ssshh!” he soothes me. “Good girl!”

When he’s buried to the hilt, he plants his hand next to my face and pulls back out. I squeeze my eyes shut as he slams back in.

He grunts and does it again.

My body rocks on the bed. The sheet beneath my cheek is wet with salty tears.

“Do you want more, little slut?” The way he asks me tells me he knows that I do.

I nod my head, unable to talk with his hand over my mouth.

He thrusts into me again. Much harder this time! The burn is slowly dissipating. I’m possessed by him as he begins pounding into me hard.

The headboard rocks against the wall with every powerful thrust. Whoever is in the next room are getting an earful.

“Who owns your body?”

You do.I can’t hold back my muffled mewl behind his palm.

“That’s it, moan for me. I know you love my cock in your ass!”

Jesus fucking Christ.

He finally removes his hand from my lips.

“I fucking hate you!” I sneer.

He fills his hand with my hair and pulls my head back until my neck is bent at an uncomfortable angle. “I know you do. But you love my cock! Do you think the quarterback can fuck you this good?”

“You have nothing on him!” I spit, my vision blurred by tears. “You’re half the man he is!”Why am I antagonizing him?

He flips me over and slaps me across the cheek before clasping my face, hard. “You want to say that again?!”

His grip on my jaw hurts, but I am so fucking angry that I kick him off. My wrists are still tied to the headboard, and the leather cuts into my skin.

I manage to kick him hard enough that he grunts and gets off the bed, but my luck doesn’t last. He overpowers me and grabs me in a chokehold.

“You turn me on so fucking much when you fight!” he growls, pushing me into the bed.

When I feel his hard cock between my ass cheeks, I raise my hips off the bed and guide him where I need him. I should be locked up in a padded cell. This is some fucked up shit!

“You want me to hurt you?” he taunts as he sinks his cock into my ass once again.

I don’t bother lying this time. I mewl. “Yes, please hurt me!” I’ll hate myself later, but right now, I need this.

He slaps my tit and kneads the flesh. “Who does your body belong to?”

“You! It belongs to you!”

He lies down on top of me and continues pounding into me hard. He’s grunting in my ear, and my wrists are straining against the leather belt. “Oh, fuck!” he groans, gripping the headboard.

I’m cresting. I’m going to come with his cock in my ass.

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