Page 145 of Unravelling The Beast

He clutches my face, squeezing my cheek as he tilts my head back, drawing his face close to mine before gritting his teeth on my lips.

"Fucking beautiful."

I instantly feel desire rush through me. I can't help it; this is Arlo fucking Hayes, and he does something to me whenever he is in my presence that I really can't explain.

He shifts his big tattooed hand to my small throat and takes it all in his grasp, tightly but enough to allow me to breathe.

His dark, wicked eyes move down my chest until they fall on my tits, where they linger for a second before returning to meet mine.

"You're not walking out of that door without me filling your sweet little cunt."

As he continues, his breath sweeps across my face, tinged with mint and cigarette smoke.

"I want you to be walking around with my seed dripping down your thighs tonight."

He knows I'm down when I bite my bottom lip from just thinking about him fucking me.

“Oh, you like the fucking sound of that, do you?”

He releases my throat before hauling me up around his waist and walking me a short distance until I'm up against a wall, at which point he aggressively grabs my throat again, pinning me to the wall.

He keeps his gloomy eyes fixed on mine as the arousal shoots to my core. He fiddles with his belt and zipper between us while I wait eagerly for him to fill me with his hot spunk.

When he finally frees his cock, he tugs my sticky panties to the side before situating himself on my slick entrance. He looks down at my swelling breasts before reaching out and roughly pulling my bust down, exposing them entirely to him.

He admires them, licking his lips slightly before returning his eye contact to mine and whispering forcefully into my parted lips.

"Pretty little fucking slut."

He thrusts his pierced tongue into my mouth, which I welcome, before he slides his cock deep within me without warning and I moan against his lips.

We kiss fiercely as he fucks me hard against the wall, squeezing both of my breaths into his palms before pulling on my nipples with his fingers and thumbs.

He presses his hand into my panties, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing it. With a gasp, I fling my head against the wall, and he uses the chance to kiss, lick, and bite my sensitive neck, causing waves of tingles to ripple over me while the pleasure he is giving me escalates.

He lifts his head and talks against my lips, looking deep into my eyes, as I feel I'm nearing my climax.

"You fucking know I'm never going to let you go, don't you?"

I stare into his dark eyes, trying to take in his words as he destroys me. He grabs my ass and lifts me higher up the wall before pressing his forehead against mine.

"I promise I'll kill any motherfucker who dares try to take you from me."

I see the seriousness and hunger in his eyes, and I can't hold on any longer; I'm fucking coming. As my body trembles, I feel him coming, releasing his warm seed deep inside me, filling me up just as promised, and we both pant heavily, our sweaty brows pressed against one another.

He is already looking at me as my heavy eyes meet his, and as he slows down, he gives me a tender kiss on the lips as he slows down his thrusts. I place my palm on his face as we open up for each other, his tongue brushing across mine, feeling our strong connection rushing through my veins.

When we finally break away, he lowers me to my feet and we both adjust our clothing. As soon as I'm finished, I walk over to the couch and get my bag before we both leave.

I place my phone in my bag and talk as we go towards his car.

"Where exactly are we going?"

"A friend of mine owns a nightclub across town."

I cast a worried glance at him, and he stops me by grasping my wrist, forcing me to turn to face him. He closes the short space between us before brushing my long hair over my shoulders.

"He has nothing to do with my dad; it will be safe there."

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