Page 11 of Mase
When he attempts to push further inside, I grimace at the head of his cock nudging at my hymen. He freezes, and his head snaps up toward me, his eyes asking a thousand questions, but I answer none. I don’t have to. He knows.
He knows I’m a virgin.
As if burned, he rears back, leaning onto his heels, the tip of his cock still at my entrance as he scans over me. “You’re a virgin?”
My mouth won’t work; my brain doesn’t compute to speak.
“You sold your cunt to be a whore?” he spits out, and his jaw falls slack, but his eyes are a contrast. They spark with intrigue before his Adam’s apple slowly slides down his throat, and he gives his head a swift shake.
“Fuck. You’re mine.” He drags his eyes back up to mine. “Tell me you want this before I rip you open. Tell me you want me as much as I want you.”
Those words do something to me; they give me the confidence to admit my truth, albeit a slightly skewed version. The truth is, as much as I need the money to do this, I need him more. A thrill chases up my spine. “I want this. I want your cock deep inside me.” I chew on my lip. “I want you to punish me for taking your money.”
He chokes on a laugh, but it lacks humor. No, it’s patronizing, taunting with a cruel edge, and I wonder how much of this is the alcohol and how much is him, the real sinner. I stiffen on his sneer, my eyes holding his as we face-off.
He glances down to where we’re joined. “I’m not sure this is a good idea.”
I wonder if he’s backing out. He can’t.
“Maybe I need a real man to fuck me, then,” I snipe back.
FIVE
MASE
“Maybe I needa real man to fuck me, then.” Her words cut through me so brutally, I feel like my heart is being torn out all over again; throw in the salt too. It’s a damn good thing she doesn’t realize how much those taunts affect me; otherwise, I’d have made her pay all the more for it.
Her ignorance is her savior, but that doesn’t mean I’m not about to destroy her, leaving her a soppy mess of my making. She’ll be lucky if she can walk out of here unaided.
I’ll make her pay.
For the women who came before her, and all the ones after.
She will be the catalyst to my future.
I lean over her, gripping her chin between my fingers so tight she flinches. “I’m about to brutalize every hole you own.” Then I release her, and she sags onto the mattress. Her eyes dart from my cock to my face, flashing in fear.
Rearing back, I slam inside her, breaking through her innocence so hard she slides up the bed and her cry echoes off the walls. I pin her shoulder to the mattress with one handwhile clamping the other around her thigh to hold her in place.
I stare down at her, and a reel of her pregnant plays out in my mind, causing my cock to jerk inside her. The idea of me forcing a baby into her small innocent body has me clenching my teeth to ward off my orgasm.
Once I’m controlled enough to move, I start sliding out of her, but it’s difficult with how her walls clench around me, holding me in like a vise. Once I’m almost all the way out of her, I slam back inside with ruthlessness. She cries out as the tip of my cock hits her cervix, and a satisfied grin spreads over my face.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Take this thick cock in your virgin pussy.”Slam.“Take every”—thrust—“fucking”—slam—“inch”—thrust—“of me.” The bed rocks, banging against the wall, and my balls ache as I pound into her. “Cry for me. Beg for my cock, little whore.”
Each beautiful thrust is solidified with a moan of twisted pleasure, the pain in her expression is coupled with the need consuming her as much as it is me.
My body works to fill her, but only one result will suffice: marking her as mine and diving so deep inside her she’s no choice but to remember me.Every fucking inch of me.
Pleasure zips up my spine, igniting embers I never knew existed, bringing every cell to life along the way. Knowing I’m the only man to have been inside her, unlike my fucking wife, has a sense of ownership thrashing through me.Mine!
My balls draw up, and I clench my teeth as I give myself over to pure euphoria. This is it; this is the experience I’ve been waiting for.
This is everything.
“Fuckkkk!” I growl into the room, and my cock pumps a torrent of thick cum deep inside her.
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