Page 37 of Leave Me Behind
“Yet I’m the one on top, staring down at you as you pleasure me like I’m your master,” I whisper, our lips brushing. The heat from our breaths makes my skin tingle.
Bradshaw’s eyes turn cold and he grips my hips hard, then stills inside me, pressing agonizingly against my cervix. His cock throbs and I feel every sensation of it. I shudder and try to hold my composure.
“You’d rather I dominate you completely then, huh? Fuck, you’re sick.” He wraps an arm around my back and hooks the other one around my ass to hold me in place as he stands, his dick still entirely inside me. I moan at the pressure my weight puts on my cervix and bury my face into his chest to keep myself from screaming.
My hips buck against him as he walks us to the back of the tent. A laugh rumbles through his chest. “Who’s pleasuring who now? Don’t worry, I’ll show you who’s in charge here, Bunny. After all, you are my second, aren’t you? You’ll listen to everyorder I give you. And I expect you to follow them.” He withdraws from me and the emptiness is a shock to my system.
He sets me down on the floor and before I can rise to my elbows, he’s already on me. His fingers curl around the waist of my pants and he pulls them down to my knees. He wrestles me to my side until his chest is pressed against my back. Air becomes precious as his forearm secures around my throat and leaves me at his mercy.
“Shhh, there you go.” Bradshaw draws his tongue up the side of my neck and slides his hand down my stomach until he reaches my core. He uses two fingers to swirl my clit as he pumps his dick between my thighs, rubbing my slit and making my breaths labored. “I’m going to fuck you hard and relentlessly. Until you cave to me. Until you beg me to come inside you and give your poor, sweet pussy some relief. You want that, don’t you, Bunny?”
Shamelessly and high on adrenaline, I nod slightly in his death grip. Each breath is a sip of pleasure. Small whimpers roll from my lips.
His lips brush the outside of my ear. “I want you to submit to me, my little Riøt snake.”
He wants me off the squad.
My only reply is a muffled cry against his tattooed skin as he inserts himself inside me again. Then the savage fucking ensues. He fucks me like I’m a nothing more than a doll for his pleasure. His fingers dig into my hip bones and he grips my throat with his other, squeezing until I’m certain I’ll pass out.
A god of a man. A devil of demons.
Those are my only thoughts as he brings me to my climax faster than any man has ever done before. My legs shake with my release and I don’t get a reprieve as he pulls my leg up so that he can fully rut into my pussy.
“Fuuuck.” He pants behind me, somehow increasing his ruthless thrusts and making my sensitive walls quiver with each movement.
My mouth parts in a silent cry, my insides burning and building my next orgasm quickly. The pleasure is too intense, it hurts, I can’t keep coming like this.
Bradshaw hears my whimper and shoves his cock in as far as he can, holding it there and grinding his hips to my ass. This time I can’t keep my cry silent. The sound of it gets trapped in my throat as he forces two fingers inside my mouth.
“I think the question you need to ask yourself is, how many times can you come before you’re a shell of who you are now? Hmm?” His grinding hips are unyielding. The sound of his cock stirring up my insides makes my brain foggy.
He pinches my clit just as he ruts into my cervix with brutal strength and I come completely undone. His entire body stills as my hips buck against his cock and ride out the wave of my climax. My lips are closed shut with his palm firmly placed over my mouth to keep the moans from being as loud as they were intended to be.
My body slacks in his arms and exhaustion floods through my limbs. My pussy is the most sensitive it’s ever been. I want to beg him to stop, but my mind is unraveling at the pleasure and my body is reacting in a way it never has before.
Bradshaw hesitates, maybe because he thinks I’ve passed out from coming so hard. He removes his hand from my mouth and turns my head back to his. Our eyes connect and he can see that he’s already broken what he promised to save for later. A flash of satisfaction flickers across that heart-stopping face of his. And he smiles. He fucking smiles and it puts a beating force back into my chest.
“You’re done already?” He chuckles as he resumes pulling his dick out almost to the tip and thrusting it back in agonizingly slow.
What is this man doing to me? He’s venom—poison injected directly into my veins. I wriggle to try and separate from him, but he grabs my side and holds me firmly against him.
“Just beg for my come and we can be done.” Bradshaw’s voice is cold, like I’ve deeply inconvenienced him by not begging sooner.
“Fuck you.” I sound weak and it pisses me off, but my lax muscles refuse to give me any will to fight with him.
He lets out a deep sigh and pulls out. My eyes widen as he flips me on my knees. The breath is forced from my lungs as he pushes his hand down on my back until my breasts are against the floor. My ass is up and bare to him and I know this position will hurt if he fucks me as hard as he has been.
“I’ll stop when you say you want it,” he teases darkly. My pussy is swollen from the multiple orgasms and when he enters me again, he lets out a tender moan. “Goddamn, Bunny, every time I put my dick inside you, your pussy just grabs me more and more. You greedy little thing.” He slaps my ass.I cry out into my arm.
He pistons into me and it doesn’t take long before my knees are screaming for relief and my pussy yearns for that promise of come to bring an end to this pleasure hell I’ve found myself in.
Swallowing every ounce of pride, I say on a trembling breath, “P-please.”
“Please what, Bun?”
He slaps my ass again and I can tell he’s close by the way he’s fucking me at an increased pace and the draws of his labored breath. My climax is already at the tipping point for the third time, legs shaking and arms trembling to keep me stable.
“Please come inside me.”
