Page 163 of Creep

“Ride me,” I said, letting my hands fall to her hips.

She momentarily froze as if she were unsure of what to do. “I don’t think I can.”

“You can,” I argued, my grip tightening around her.

“No, it’s too much?—”

She let out a small gasp when I helped her out by pushing my hips up and moving her with my hands.

Her jaw tightened from the sensation. It didn’t take her long to get the hang of it, and soon, she was riding my dick on her own, moving like the fucking goddess that she was. I palmed one tit in my hand, playing with her nipple.

She fucked me harder.

Hell.

I pulled my hand back and slapped the side of her tit, taking in the way the supple flesh shook from the move.

How fucking beautiful.

Her back arched as I slapped her again, from one tit to the next, loving the way the skin reddened from my touch.

“Mael, please. This…”

“What, sweet girl? Does it hurt?”

She let out a small cry and nodded her head. I slapped the side of her tit once more.

“Do you like it when I make it hurt?” I asked, pinching her nipples roughly, moving from one to the next.

“Mael.”

“Answer me, kitten. Do you like it when it hurts?”

“Yes,” she hissed out.

I smiled, plucking at the hardened nub as she fucked me a little harder, a little faster, taking the pleasure for herself. So fucking beautiful.

“That’s right, baby. Do you know what it does to me, seeing you like this?” I asked.

She shook her head.

“No? You don’t know how crazy it drives me to see you using me for your own pleasure? To know that you love everything I do to you because you are made for me? Fucking hell, baby.”

“Yes, Mael. I was made for you,” she cried out. “Just you.”

Her words pushed me into a frenzy.

I moved without thought, twisting us back around until she was lying flat on her back and I was on top of her. I fucked her like that, pounding roughly inside her against the mattress until I was sure she could feel nothing but me. Until she could feel nothing but pleasure and pain.

Her head thrashed from side to side with each brutal thrust, and I increased my movements at a punishing pace.

I wanted her to remember this the next time she even thought about leaving the apartment without telling me… about leavingme.

“God, Mael.”

I watched in fascination as tears streamed down her face.

I leaned down and licked away the wetness before pressing my lips against hers in a hard kiss. She pushed her hips up when she finally came, her tight pussy squeezing around my dick like a vise grip.

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