Page 172 of Broken by my Bully
“Yeah?” Melissa murmurs from the bed. “You liked it when I did that?”
There’s this moment where both me and Kai just stop.
Stop moving, stop breathing.
I guess we both realize Melissa’s moments away from having phone sex with whoever the hell is on the other end of that call.
Doesn’t seem to bother Kai.
He drags his hips down, taking my hand with him. And then he pushes up between my legs, the head of his cock nudging against my underwear. I huff out a breath, and he nudges my cheek with his, like he’s telling me to shut the fuck up and take this dick like a good girl.
Like I’d make this easy for him, the sick fuck.
Melissa giggles. “I kinda liked that too…”
Oh God.
I refuse to let go of him.
And he’s not giving up.
But I guess he gets tired of banging his dick against a wall,because he wraps his hand over mine and angles up, sliding over the top of my underwear instead.
And my clit.
With my underwear so wet, it’s like I’m not wearing anything at all.
His hard shaft drags over my already sensitive clit, leaving urgent tingles in its wake. The only thing keeping him from crushing me is the weight he keeps on one elbow. The same arm as the hand holding the knife to my throat.
“Yeah? You want it?” Melissa moans.
What if I just pulled my underwear aside and let him fuck me?
How bad could it be?
How much would it hurt?
“Mmm, yeah. Tell me what it feels like.” Clothing rustles on the other side of the room, but it’s all background noise to the ringing in my ears.
The sound of my breath mingling with Kai’s as he uses the grip on my hand to rub his dick back and forth over my clit.
I squirm, but I don’t know if it’s to get away from him, or to push him harder against that impossibly sensitive nub. I’m so fucking wet, and my pussy keeps clenching, spilling even more wet heat out of me.
When Kai’s hips move up, his fingers bump against my pussy, sending a jolt through my body. And he keeps doing it. Like he’s imagining pounding into me.
Beinginside me.
Filling me and stretching me.
My breath hitches, and I bite down on my bottom lip as I struggle not to moan out loud.
I shouldn’t bother.
Melissa is moaning loudly enough to cover whatever sounds we make.
Kai puts his lips to my ear. “Open,” he rasps.
I grit my teeth. “Fuck you.”
