Page 30 of Make Her Bleed
It's obvious he wants to watch the show.
Pressing my hands against his abs, I use them as leverage to ride him, his cock easing in and out of me at first but I slowly gain momentum, whimpering incessantly from the assault his cock is doing on my pussy.
"God, yes!" I cry out as he grabs my waist, steadying me.
"That's right, princess. Take my cock. You're such a good little slut for me, aren't you? Say it," he commands vehemently.
I've never been one for being talked to in bed with words like whore, bitch, or slut, but I'm so lost in the pleasure I can barely see straight.
"I'm a good little slut for you!" I yell as he spanks my ass and my thrusts speed up. "Kai, please!" I beg as he palms my aching breast.
"Yes, princess?"
"I need to come. I'm so close. Please!" I moan as his jaw tightens.
"I'm not stopping you. When you're ready to come, you go right ahead."
I don't know how it's possible that I'm edging myself and unable to get myself there. It's never been a problem before, especially when using someone else's hardware instead of just my fingers, but I can't throw myself over the edge.
"Please!" I cry out, begging with my eyes and my words. I'll do anything if he just ends this torture and makes me come. Hell, I'll let him fuck my ass, which I don't do very often, if he just gets me off.
He gets the message.
Immediately, Kai flips us over, grabs my hips tight, and fucks me hard, ramming his cock even deeper than I was getting him.
"You want to come, princess?"
"Yes!" I yell as I dig my nails into the comforter, praying that my orgasm comes.
It starts to build again as every muscle in my body tense. Every nerve in my body is on fire at the approaching release but I feel one other thing coming which sends me into a full panic. "Kai, stop!"
"Not fucking happening," he growls as he pounds into me with a vengeance. "You said yes. You're not taking that back."
"No, I mean, you need to—" I throw my head back and scream as my release shoots through me, ecstasy blanketing me. It sprays him, nearly pushing him out of me, but he doesn't stop fucking me.
"So fucking hot," he grunts as he bends down and kisses me so passionately my head spins while my pussy keeps clenching him tight.
Suddenly, he pulls out, and I whimper in protest, wiggling my hips and trying to find friction.
"Why did you stop?" I complain.
He gives me a cocky grin.
"Get on your hands and knees. I'm nowhere near done with you, princess. By the time I'm through, you won't be able to walk straight."
Thank God for that.
* * *
"What are you doing?"I snicker as I lie on my back after being thoroughly fucked by Kai for over an hour and a half. Now, he's between my thighs, and he has the knife again. This time though, he's not full of anger. He's teasingly running the blade over the skin of my thighs.
"I'm preparing you," he jokes.
"For what exactly?" I ask, still completely naked.
"We have a few guests who are probably waiting downstairs for us," he says but the playfulness melts away. "You want to know why you're here, don't you?"
"I already know about C-4, Kai. You want to break me, but I'm not that easy to destroy. You better bring your A game." I'm messing with him about his game but I really hope his methods don't actually work on me. If my dad is worried, he probably has a reason to be.
