I bite down on her bottom lip and pull back until she whimpers. I whisper in the air between us, “I’m good enough to fuck, but that’s it?”
A sad look of regret crosses her face. I wish it hadn’t. I don’t want to be a regret. I know I gave her what she needed. “Is that it, doll?” I search her pained expression for anything other than regret and remorse. “You don’t want me, babe?”
Her lips part and the saddest noise parts from her lips. I can see it in her eyes that she wants me. I know she trusts me from the way her hand gentles on my forearm. My hand’s wrapped around her throat and she doesn’t even react to it. I lean down and kiss her again, closing my eyes and gently suckling. I brush my tongue along the seam of her lips and she parts them, opening herself for me and moaning into my mouth.
She fucking loves me like I do her. It’s not supposed to be like this, but what really ever happens like it’s supposed to?
I gently rest my forehead against hers. My body heats and my dick hardens with a desperate need to be inside her again and show her how much she loves me.
“Don’t fucking act like you don’t want me.” My hips push her legs apart and she opens them obediently. “You just don’t want to believe you do.” I rock my dick against her heat before reaching down to push my pants down. “Stop lying to yourself.”
“I do.” She struggles to say her words. Relief washes through me, but it’s only temporary. The look on her face tells me everything. She’ll never be with me. It fucking hurts. She didn’t even give us a chance. She must see my pain because her hands grab my neck and she pushes my lips onto hers.
“Please.” She whispers. But I don’t know what. I can’t ever figure her out. I look deep into her hazel eyes. “Please.” She asks again, her breath shallow. She bites her bottom lip and rocks against my hard dick.
She just wants me to fuck her. A sharp shot to my chest makes me almost get off her, but her words stop me.
“Like you want to. Like I’m yours.” I barely hear her words. I search her eyes and then I hear the sweetest sound whispered from her lips, “punish me.”
It won’t take the pain away. I know it won’t; but I’ll be damned if I don’t want to pin her down and make her love me.
I narrow my eyes and look down at Becca. “Take your shirt off and get on your knees.”
I’m going to take her exactly how I wanted to since I first held her ass in my office. It may be the last time I ever get to. In the morning I know she’ll want to leave. And I don’t think I have it in me to stop her. I’m going to make this night count. I sit back on my heels and stroke my dick as she obeys me.
My hand comes down hard across her ass, leaving an angry red print. She yelps and her body jolts forward with the blow. The slap echoes through the room and then I remember her son. Fuck! I need to be quiet. A small voice inside me says she’s right. But I push that shit down and shake it off. I reach into the nightstand with my right hand while my left rubs the mark on her ass. I can have her tonight. Every way I want and every way she wants.
I lean forward, my dick nestled between her heat and take her throat in my hand. I squeeze lightly and whisper into her ear, “you want me to fuck you like you’re mine to do what I want, how I want.”
I stroke the lube over my dick and use the excess over her puckered hole. I don’t waste anytime slipping my finger in knuckle deep. “Good girl. Arch your back,” she immediately obeys. “Push back babe.” I fuck her ass with my finger until she’s moaning into the pillows and then I add a second. My left hand strokes my dick and I wish it was in her mouth. Her lips are parted and soft whimpers are falling easily from them. Her eyes are closed and I know she’s enjoying this. I pull out and line my dick up; her eyes fly open and it makes me smirk.
“This is what you want from me babe?” I keep my hand on the small of her back to keep her steady and I watch those lips turn into a perfect “o” as I pump shallow thrusts into her ass. Her hot walls feel so fucking good. She clenches her heat as her head thrashes on the pillow.
“You want me to fuck you like I own you,” I lean down and push my dick balls deep into her. “Guess what doll?” I pull back, almost all the way out. My dick begs to be back in her warmth. Her ass looks so fucking perfect with my dick in it. I grab her chin in my hand and pull her head back so she has to look at me. “I do own you.”
I slam back into her and watch her beautiful lips part with a cry of pleasure. I keep up a steady pace holding her eyes. My breathing comes in pants as I fuck her exactly how she wants. She wants it brutal; she wants to believe that’s who I am. I’ll give her that. I won’t deny her. I thrust into her and I don’t hold back. Her breasts bounce with my movement and I reach forward to cup one and squeeze it and pull to give her the added sensation. Her mouth hangs open and her eyes squeeze shut as I keep up my pace. Her whimpers turn to squeaks and I know she’s getting close. My hand flies to her clit as a cold sweat breaks out on my body.