Page 42 of Deviant

She released a groan of pain as I tangled a hand in her hair. Angling her head back, I slipped between her lips in lazy thrusts—just enough to keep her mouth busy without dragging an orgasm from me.

Because when I finally came, I wanted to do it inside her ass.

Her tortured, tender, tantalizing ass.

Her gorgeous red ass.

I grunted at the thought, and she let out an answering moan around my cock.

“Are you still clenching, babe?”

With another moan, she nodded.

Moaning meant pleasure. Moaning meant the fire in her backdoor had simmered to a tolerable level, and she was getting too excited from sucking me.

“Time for round two?”

Her eyes widened, those jade orbs bright with the threat of fresh tears. As I withdrew from her mouth, the heat in her gaze dimmed.

Acceptance kicked into gear.

I had to give her props; she didn’t protest once as I switched out the ginger plug with a new one. I sank inside her soaked cunt and stilled, gliding a palm down her spine as I waited for the burn to return. She whimpered, and my dick twitched inside her, eager to claim her once more.

“Is it getting hot?”

“Oh God! It’s too hot!” She unclasped her hands from the small of her back and pushed against the mattress, as if to crawl away.

“I didn’t give you permission to move.” I shoved her to the bed again and trapped her wrists inside my fist.

“It burns!”

“I know, baby. It’s supposed to.”

Better her ass blaze than to find her dead somewhere from her father’s hand.

Or Zach’s.

My breath hitched as the helplessness I’d felt this morning held me in despair, captive to the fear that I’d never see her again. Overcome, I blinked rapidly. The only tears I wanted were hers.

“I hope the pain is intolerable, Alex. I hope like hell it’ll make you think twice next time.” I withdrew then slammed into her cunt, balls slapping her clit.

She hissed in a breath.

“Are you going to disobey me again?”

“No!” She gasped, panted, tensed.

And that was a mistake.

Her answering howl told me the second piece was doing its job, that devious plug getting hotter every time she flexed the muscles in her ass.

The faster I thrust into her, the more she tensed and sobbed. “Fuck, babe. I’m so damn close.” I squeezed her wrists, teetering on the edge of no return.

I wasn’t ready, but I couldn’t stop myself. I pulled out the ginger, spit into the crack of her ass, and pushed inside her tight, tender space.

She screamed.

But mercy was on her side. With a final plunge, I released all of my pent up stress and rage. The anger and fear seeped from my bones as I shot my seed inside her, groaning long and hard as I came.

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