Page 51 of Hell & Back

Darren glanced back at Joe. There was no mistaking the turmoil and gratitude in his eyes. He nodded at the kid and went back to pacing again. Maybe he’d get lucky and he’d die from an overdose.

“Have you had any women brought to you before?” Sadie chewed her bottom lip, trying to get him talking again. He appreciated the effort she was making to try and get his mind off his agony, but it wasn’t working. He doubted she was aware that her hands kept drifting over her tits and between her legs.

“Yeah. One. She wasn’t drugged like you and she wasn’t much older than Joe. And before you ask, no, I didn’t fuck her.” At the time he’d still been able to get a handle on his need to fuck. Now, he was a hair’s breadth from losing his shit. It scared him that he could end up as crazed as Otis, not caring what the woman was feeling or experiencing as long as he got his.

“I wonder how much time has passed since they gave me that pill?” Sadie wondered aloud, almost to herself.

“From the way your hands keep slipping between your legs, I’d say about an hour and you’re going to be feeling the painful side effects soon.” Shit. He didn’t know how he was going to handle dealing with her pain on top of his own. He was barely able to think clearly as it was.

“How are you able to stand it? This is, what did you say, your third dose without having sex with anyone?”

“Fourth and I wish to God someone would just kill me now. I don’t know how much longer I can hold out. It hurts so goddamn bad.” He turned his back on her and leaned his head against the bars, clasping them in both hands. Hopefully, she didn’t notice how his hands were starting to shake. He clenched his eyes closed, trying to concentrate on taking one deep breath after another.

She cleared her throat, then asked, “I can’t believe I’m even suggesting this, but would it help if I sucked you off?”

Darren tensed to the point he felt like he was made of stone, slowly turning to face her and begged, “Please, don’t talk like that. Don’t tease me. I’m hanging on by a thread as it is.” It really didn’t help watching her touch herself as she sought relief. He wasn’t sure if the drug affected women differently or not.

“I’m willing to try if you are.” She squeezed her tits roughly and plucked her nipples. She was breathing hard and she was staring at his dick as if she were starving. Another drop of fluid beaded at the tip under her appraisal. “Scratch that. Never mind. I need you to fuck me. Please.” She got up and slid two fingers inside her, frantically fucking herself to the point tears formed in her eyes. So, it did work the same way with women. Fuckers.

Darren couldn’t take it any longer. He’d done his best. He’d held out as long as he could. He prayed Kylie could forgive him one day because he’d never be able to forgive himself.

“Fuck. Come here. If we’re going to do this, you can be on top so you have control. I don’t know if I can trust myself not to hurt you.”

He went to the bed and lay on his back, clenching the metal frame above his head with both hands.

“Are you sure?” she asked, while moving closer.

He gritted his teeth and nodded. “Yeah. Climb on. I won’t touch you unless you want me to.”

She climbed up on the bed so that her knees were on either side of his hips. He growled as he got a close up look between her legs. She was soaked, her juices dripping down her legs. He squeezed the frame tighter as she took his cock in one hand and balanced herself with the other on his chest. Lining him up with her entrance, she slowly lowered herself until she had taken him all the way. They both groaned deeply as she bottomed out.

“Oh my fucking God. I can’t believe how good that feels. Move. Please. Make it stop hurting.” He tightened his grip on the bed frame and watched her rise above him, then drop back down. She did this over and over, gaining speed and force each time.

“I’m so close. Pinch my nipples. Please. Please. Please.” She bounced frantically up and down his cock. He could feel how close she was and he wasn’t far behind.

He did as she asked and pinched both nipples, sending her instantly into a climax. The feel of her pussy milking his cock sent him over the edge right along with her. “Ahhhhhhhh!” The instant relief from the constant pain was almost hard to explain. It was like the calm after a raging storm passed through. The silence after all the thunder and wind.

As soon as they’d both come, she’d collapsed on top of him. His hands settled at her waist as they both tried to catch their breath.

“Goddamn it,” he growled, clenching his hands tighter at her waist.

“What it is?” she asked as she pushed herself to a sitting position.

“The pain in my dick is already building again.” Being still connected, there was no way she couldn’t feel his dick rallying for another round. He smashed his head back onto the mattress several times. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I can feel it building in me, too. We can go again, but you have to be on top and do all the work this time.”

He didn’t have to be told twice. He helped her off and had her get on her hands and knees. He got behind her and in one swift thrust he was inside again. He couldn’t hold back no matter how hard he tried. He pounded into her and felt like a total shit. He listened for any signs of distress but only heard moans of pleasure. She turned her head to the side, resting it on the cot as her arms gave out beneath her.

“Yes, yes. Make me come. I need to come!”

“Touch yourself,” he instructed. He didn’t want to get anymore involved with the act than he had to, but he wouldn’t leave her hanging either. She did as he asked and within seconds she was coming again. A few strokes after that and he could feel his cum exploding out of his cock. It was almost painful, but he didn’t care. When he was finished, he gently pulled himself out and dropped to his side with his back against the bars. She lay on her stomach near the edge of the bed, one arm hanging over the side. He’d almost be embarrassed at how fast he came if it hadn’t felt so goddamn good.

He rubbed his eyes and waited for the guilt to set in. He didn’t have long to wait.Fuck. What had he done? He’d cheated on Kylie. It didn’t matter that it was against his will. Chancing a glance at Sadie, he grew concerned by her continued silence. Was she asleep? “Are you all right? Did I hurt you?”

“I’m fine. You didn’t hurt me.” Her head was turned away from him.

“I’m sorry. I kinda lost control toward the end.” Lost control? That was an understatement. He’d been a complete animal.

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