Page 186 of Fragments
“I promise I fucking won’t,” he grits out the words that give me a surge of confidence.
He wants this.
Holding my dick in one hand and his ass in the other, I give a hard shove, watching with hooded lids as I break into him roughly. He cries, then bites down on his lower lip, and I really can’t tell if it’s an act anymore. But I don’t care, because my dick is in his ass again and it feels every bit as euphoric as it did last time.
Driving in deeper, anddeeper, I fill him with every swollen inch until my hips are smashed into his cheeks and I’m pinning him against the counter. I fist his hair and yank, maybe a little too hard, pulling back and fiercely thrusting back in.
“God, your ass is so tight,” I hum, working my cock in him, getting high on the sensation.
I missed this so much… I’ve been dreaming of stretching his hole with my cock again.
“No,” he whines, squirming beneath my weight. “Ah,please…It hurts.”
Biting my lip, I ignore his words and aggrieved tone, focusing on the way his body is gripping mine. This isRen, and helovesme…
Pound pound pound.
He needs this.
Slam slam slam.
He likes it this way.
Before I even realize it, I’m fucking him so hard his ass cheeks are red from all the skin slapping and he has tears pouring from his eyes. Kicking his legs open wider, I hold him up by his hips, forehead dropping onto his shoulder blade. My cock is thick, engorged and throbbing as I pump him full, balls drawing up with the need to come.
The way his body is stroking me so tight, just barely wet enough for me to move in him, is getting me there fast. He has a physical hold on me, just like the one he’s always had on my heart. And yea, maybe in the dark corners of my mind, I like the idea of hurting him a little. Because hedestroyedme… Ripped my heart out of my body and threw it into an incinerator.
Forthis.
For rough, meaningless sex. His body’s insatiable need combined with his mind’s reluctance to believe he deserves anything more.
I don’t want him to feel this way. I don’t want him thinking he needs to be beaten up and fucked to pieces, because it’s not true. He deserves so much more than that… No onedeservesto be hurt.
Reaching around his body, I grab his cock, and he hisses. “You’re so hard…”
“I don’t… want to… be,” he chokes out the words unevenly with my powerful thrusts.
“Is it because my dick is jamming at that sweet spot up in your ass?” I hum, pushing and pushing in him, driving viciously at his prostate.
“Uhhmmff,Luthor…” he sobs. “You’re ripping me apart.”
Melting over his back, I hold him by his hair, brushing his lips with mine. “It’s so sore, isn’t it?”
“Fffuck,” he mewls helplessly.
“Begging to be touched… ’cause you’re a slut for cock, and everyone knows it.”
“L-luthor… OhGod…”
“It’ll be our little secret, cockslut. Your shame can stay in this dark room… ass wide open and full of my big dick.”
He gasps as I capture his mouth, kissing him, hungry and possessive, completely lost to this now. Shoving my tongue into his mouth while he cries out hoarse moans, my thrusts shallow, dick stuffed all the way up in his body. His hips wiggle while I play his with his cock, squeezing his balls hard enough that he whines into my mouth.
“I’m gonna come in you,” I pant, abs clenching.
“Don’tcome in my ass…” he pleads nervously.
“I’m gonna pour every drop in you because you’remine.” I release his hair, hand running down his back.
