Page 31 of The Bloke

His thumbs caressed my skin, rubbing circles on either side of my abs, the tender touch turning my goal of a hate fuck into something far from it.

I sucked in a sharp breath at the realization and dropped my hands to his, pulling them away from my body.

“Stop.” I breathed, subtle pants of lust and desire passing my lips.

“What’s the matter?” He frowned, his eyes softening as they fixated on mine, and I snapped.

“Don’t give me those puppy dog eyes.” I bit. “We aren’t making love. This is a simple hate fuck, and you know it.” My words were harsh, but they were the truth. At least from what I believed they were.

“You want a hate fuck, love?” Colby chuckled, and my insides twisted.From excitement? Fear?“Whatever my wife wants.” His eyes darkened, and within seconds I was flipped off his cock and face down in the sheets.

He pulled my arms behind my back, securing my forearms parallel to each other with one hand as he smacked my ass with the other. I whimpered from the sharp pain, but it felt so good. He dragged my body down towards the edge of the mattress, my hips now hanging off and toes planted on the ground.

“I think I like you more in this position.” He purred, positioning himself between my spread legs, using his knees to spread them even wider.

I didn’t fight the urge to push my hips upwards, my ass in the air and ready for his cock.

Without warning, he drove himself into me from behind, fucking me roughly with every thrust. His piercings rubbedagainst my G-spot, and I moaned loudly into the bed with how good it felt. I had never experienced a pierced cock until I had his, and now I didn’t think I could ever go back.

Colby had one hand on my arms to keep them in place and the other on my hip for extra control and leverage. His grunts made me wet, and the sound of his thighs slapping against mine sent shivers down my spine.

His hand smacked my ass again as he continued to pound into me, and I cried out from the burning sensation it left behind.

“Oh, fuck me.” I panted into the sheets, drooling from pleasure.

I could barely swallow, every thrust taking away my breath. My arms were starting to cramp from their tight positioning, but I was too far gone to say anything.

Colby slowed his thrusts, bending forward over my back, his lips grazing the shell of my ear.

“I want to see your beautiful face when you come for me.” He released my arms and abruptly flipped me onto my back, my legs straight up against his chest, with his fingers digging into my thighs hard enough to bruise. “Let me see how much you hate this, love.”

He slammed back inside of me, and I screamed while clawing at the sheets. I needed to grip on to something, anything. He was making it hurt on purpose, and I was becoming a slut for it, my face growing flush as I attempted to pull my legs towards me, but his grip just tightened further.

“You can have your legs back when they’re shaking,” Colby smirked. “But for now, I need you to be my precious wife and come on my cock. Show me how much you enjoy being hate fucked.”

His fingers slid up my side to tease and pull at my hard nipples. I could feel my cunt clench around his cock with every tug.

“Who am I?” He challenged, slowing his movements yet again.

“Fuck… you.” I shook my head. I refused to give him the answer he wanted.

“Who. Am. I?” His hips slammed into me, and I cried out at how deep he went.

“Asshole…” I hissed, tears starting to slide down the sides of my face from the pain.

“Last chance, love.” He slammed into me a second time, and I bit down hard on my bottom lip as his hand slid up from my breast to lightly squeeze my throat.

“Fuck” I screamed so loudly my throat burned. “My h—husband.” I choked out.

“That’s my girl.” He crooned, finishing me off by playing with my clit until I came so hard I saw stars dancing across my vision.

With a final thrust, he followed me, filling my cunt with his white hot cum.

Colby released my neck and pulled out of me, his cum mixed with mine dripping from my cunt and onto the sheets and floor. I couldn’t feel my legs; they were numb from the position he held them in as he fucked me like it was a punishment. I didn’t think I could walk even if I tried. Thank god I was already in bed.

He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled my back to his chest as he laid us further up on the bed.

“I am not cuddling with you after that,” I growled with a whine.

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