Page 42 of The More I Hate

Once I shut the door behind her, I stalked around the front of the limo to slide into the back seat. “Get on all fours,” I ordered.

“Luc, I—” She turned to look at the driver. Her eyes were wide with shock.

“Drive,” I commanded the driver, lifting the privacy glass as I did so.

Still, Amelia sat there.

Reaching under her dress, I hooked my finger in the waistband of her panties and slid them down her long, toned legs.

Lifting her ankles, I removed them completely before spreading her thighs to give me a good look at her dripping pussy. “You’re fucking soaked,” I groaned.

Not waiting for her to follow my command, I flipped her over and adjusted her body so her ass was on full display. My perfect little bride was waiting... even if I wasn’t quite sure if she truly was willing.

Her smooth skin was flushed, making her look even more radiant. Placing a hand on her back, I felt her resistance as I unzipped my pants with my free hand.

“Luc,” she said, her voice shaking. “Someone could see us. We’re driving down the street. I just don’t think this is appropriate.”

“I don’t always do appropriate. It’s best you learn that now, just like you’re learning I don’t take no for an answer.”

“Luc—”

“Spread your legs,” I ordered.

I gripped her waist and slapped her right cheek hard enough to make a loud smack, rewarded by her soft moan.

She stiffened, but her cunt grew even wetter, now dripping on the leather seat.

I could only imagine the show we would be giving to every person on the street if we weren’t behind the tinted windows.

Curling my fingers into her hips, I pulled her back on my cock, savoring the sensation as I thrust into her.

She was tight, but so wet. I pulled my cock out and slid it back in.

Amelia cried out as my cock stretched her, but I didn’t stop.

I pulled out and thrust into her again, and again. Each time, pounding into her a little harder than before.

I reached underneath her to pinch her clit, feeling her body jolt up and her cunt tightening around my cock.

“Luc, it hurts. You’re too big,” she whimpered, trying to wriggle away from my thrusts.

“Are you going to tell me no again?”

“No, but?—”

“Good,” I commended, before thrusting into her again, even harder this time.

Blood filled my ears as I pounded into her. My balls slapped against her as I used her to satisfy my lust.

I fucked her harder, pressing a hand to her back and my teeth to the base of her neck to keep her from moving.

“You like the pain. Don’t you, dirty girl? You like the hurt. Are you going to come for me, Amelia?” I groaned into her ear. “Come for me now. Do it. Show me how much you want my cock. Be my little whore.”

“Go to hell,” she whimpered. “But oh God, yes.”

Immediately, I pushed my thumb against her hard clit. She froze for a second, then came so hard on my cock I suspect she would have squirted if she wasn’t already so fucking wet.

“That’s right, babygirl,” I growled as I took hold of her hair and yanked. “Come all over my cock.”

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