Page 47 of Cruel Love
His fingers dug into the soft skin of my thighs as he began plowing inand out of me, his balls slapping my ass every time he entered me. Pressure built deep in my core, and the feeling that I was once again going to fall off the cliff’s edge began to consume me.
“Oh, god,”I groaned when James increased the speed of hispistoning hips, pounding furiously into me.
Abruptly, he grabbed my knees and yanked my legs apart so hecould lower himself down, but he hooked his arms under the backs of my knees, pulling them up to my shoulders so I was almost folded in half.
“Don’t make me tell you again, Mouse. You saymyname. Not god,not Mr. Carter. My fucking name,”he snarled, his eyes wide and manic before capturing my mouth again.
With the way he’d angled my body, and with the way he wasdominating my mouth, I could hardly breathe, but all that seemed to do was add to the pressure building in me.
Without realizing, my hands found his solid chest, my fingertipsskating over the point where his heart hammered as fast as mine. He continued to pound into me, seemingly unaware that I was touching him.
“Please, James,”I whined when he tore his mouth from mine.
I wasn’t sure what I was pleading for, whether it was for him torelease me so I could get air into my lungs, or for him to relieve the intolerable ache that had settled within me. Either way, he smirked, his eyes dancing with malice.
“You need to come, Mouse?”he chuckled darkly, all the while, hecontinued his relentless thrusting.“Beg me for it then, Willow. Beg me to make you come.”
Helpless to deny his order, my voice shook.“Please, James. Pleasemake me come.”
“Fuck, Mouse. I hate how much I love hearing you beg.”
Letting go of one of my legs, he moved his hand between us, findingmy clit, and brutally rubbing it. With another few thrusts, the pressure deep inside me erupted.
“James,”I breathed, barely able to get his name out as my entirebody froze from the bolt of intense pleasure that hit me with a lightning force.
My core clamped down around James’ cock, causing him to spill hisload inside me, his body shuddering. Under the palm of my hand, his heart raced, just as mine did.
When he finished emptying every last drop, he stayed inside me aswe regained our breaths, instead of pulling out of me and storming away like he usually did.
“Christ, Willow,”he said, his voice a husky whisper, and his eyesalight with awe.“I didn’t think your cunt could feel any better, but now I know what you feel like coming around my cock.”
I hated James, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the wave of pridethat coursed through me at his words.
He finally pulled out, our combined release leaking out of me. Jamesswiped it up with his two fingers before shoving them in me.“Don’t want to waste any, do we?”he said, a salacious grin playing on his lips.
For reasons I’d never understand, my heart galloped faster at the wayhe was grinning down at me.
Once he was done pushing his come back in, he collapsed on thebed next to me. I lay still, my entire body rigid with tension as I wondered what I was supposed to do. Surely he wasn’t going to let me sleep next to him?
“Relax, Willow,”he said softly, a tone so unlike him.“I’m not going tomake you sleep on the floor if that’s what you’re worried about. Besides, I’m not done making you come yet.”
James made me come another three times using his fingers, hismouth, and his cock. I’d never experienced pleasure like it, and I found myself hoping that he would make me come every time he fucked me.
When he made me come, I didn’t feel like I hated sex with him at all.
Exhausted, we fell asleep, and for the first time in a long time, I slept soundly and peacefully, despite the monster lying next to me.
Waking as the sun began streaking in through the open curtains, Isnuggled deeper into the hard pillow I was resting my head on, not ready to wake just yet. Arms tightened around me, holding me closer to a warm body, and I couldn’t stop the contented sigh from escaping as I relaxed back into sleep.
“What the fuck?”James roared suddenly, ripping his arms out fromme, and shoving me away, his mouth twisting into a disgusted sneer as he glared daggers at me.
“I…what?”I asked, my voice laden with sleep as my confused braintried to comprehend why I had just been tugged from the pleasant sleep.
James pounced on me, shoving me onto my back and gripping myjaw to hold me still.“I said, what the fuck are you doing? Fucking cuddling into me like we’re some happily married couple,”he snapped in my face making me flinch.“I should have known that you’d get carried away and think there was more to it than me making you come.”
“No…I, that’s not-”
“You disgust me, Willow, you know that? Maybe I need to show youhow much I fucking despise you.”
