Page 55 of Kings of Westbrook High

I pull his hair hard, growling some more when he denies me and continues his torture on my skin.

“Hurry up and fuck me, motherfucker.”

“Sisterfucker.” He muses, sinking his teeth into my hipbone.

My hips buck. “Fuck.”

He holds my eyes hostage while he licks the spot with his tongue and I swear to god he's trying to kill me. Fresh out of patience, I shove his head away and quickly sit up to grab the waistband of his sweats, squealing when he shoves me back down and stands to his full height.

“On your front.”

I freeze, frowning when I realize I’m naked. “No.”

“No?” He raises a brow, snatching my waist to twist me like a rag doll until I'm bent over on my knees.

“Damon-”

He cuts me off with a hard smack to my ass and I scream, burying my face in the sheet to muffle the sound. My heart rattles in my chest and I stop breathing when he slowly runs his hands over my back. His fingertips briefly graze the scar between my shoulder blades and my muscles lock, but he doesn't pay it any attention. Instead he spreads my cheeks apart and dips his head to lick me from my clit to my ass and back again. My thoughts fall away and I moan, curling my toes on the sheet when he slides two fingers inside me and crooks them, making me shake.

“Fuck, you're so wet for me.” He rasps, flicking my clit with his tongue. “You wanna come like this?”

I nod, biting my lip hard when he fucks my pussy with his fingers and sucks my clit into his mouth. He smacks my ass again and I come, fisting the sheet with both hands while I fall apart on the bed beneath him. He straightens up and I crack one eye open to watch him over my shoulder, grinning when he shoves his sweats down to his thighs to take his massive cock out. He drags his bottom lip through his teeth, pumping himself a couple times before slapping my pussy with it.

“Condom?”

“I'm on the pill.”

He smirks and slides inside me in one quick move, groaning and gripping my ass with both hands. “Fuck, punk.”

I cry out when I feel him stretching me, gripping the sheet for leverage when he fucks me like he owns me. He slides his hand up my spine and wraps my hair around his fist, pinning my head and chest to the bed while his hips hit my ass so hard it hurts. He smacks me over and over again, fucking all his anger and frustration out on me and my body until I'm a panting, shaking mess beneath him.

He fucks me until I forget it.

Just like he said he would.

“You good, punk?”

I can't speak so I nod, squealing when he yanks my back up to his chest and pulls my head back on his shoulder. He sucks on the pulsing vein in my neck and rubs my clit with his fingers, forcing another orgasm out of me without warning. I scream so much it's embarrassing, struggling to pull air into my lungs when he flips me over and throws me down on my back. He shoves my thighs apart and settles down between them, then he tangles his fingers in my hair and slides his cock over my clit, smirking when I shiver.

“I like this.” He admits, licking my lip ring before taking it between his teeth.

“You should get one.” I rasp, throwing my head back when he moves his mouth down to my neck.

“Can't. My Dad would lose his fuckin' mind if I got my lip pierced. He's all about image.”

“You do realize you're covered in tattoos, yeah?”

“You can't see them under a shirt.”

“True.” I shrug, running my hands over his shoulders. “But Wren and Kai have those half skulls on their hands.”

He nods, moving back up to tease my mouth with his. “They got cut off and grounded for a month for that.”

“Grounded?” I laugh, moaning when he slides back inside me and buries himself to the hilt. “Fuck.”

“So fuckin’ good.” He rasps, gripping my ass with one hand and my hair with the other.

My thighs shake when his pelvis works my clit with every hard hit and it doesn't take long for the pressure to build again. Seeing the savage look in his eyes only makes it more intense and I come hard, fisting his hair with both hands while my pussy convulses around him.

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