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“You’re not a virgin,” he spat as he hammered into me angrily. As if I’d done something wrong, as if knowing I’d been with someone else had offended him. A small part of me liked the idea of him being jealous, no, that was a lie. A big part of me liked that he might be jealous, but he had no right. With the way he was fucking me, there was no chance in hell that he was a virgin.
“You weren’t either,” I moaned loudly as he fucked my sore cunt. I’d meant to hiss at him, but failed at even being angry. Jealousy pricked at my heart as his grip on my wrists tightened to the point of hurting. I tried and failed to break free, no matter how hard I tried, he wouldn’t let me go. The sounds of his balls slapping against my body only pushed me further towards the edge. I swallowed and tried again, putting as much venom into my voice as I could manage. “Just how many woman have you been with? How many have tasted you? Don’t be a fucking hypocrite,” I seethed.
“Who have you been giving this pretty little cunt to? Who have you spread your legs for? Who. do. I. need. to. kill?!” He said calmly in between the thrusts of his hips. His voice was even as his hips jerked back and forth, as his balls slammed against my lips. My body clenched, tightening around him as he slid in and out of me. I may be losing the fight now, but I would win the next one.
“I… I…” I whimpered. The table scraped against the floor as my body jerked against it with each jerk of his hips.
“You, what?” he growled.
“Name,” I panted. “What’s your name?” I cried.
“Shane,” he spat. Just kidding. I never go down without a fight.
“Who I fuck isn’t any of your business, Shane,” I moaned as I came all over his cock. He cursed as he thrust into me, his rhythm picking up. He yanked on my wrists, pulling my arms back as I squeezed around him. My body twitched and jerked as he filled and stretched me. I moaned and my mouth fell slack at the sensation of him fucking me violently through my orgasm. I clenched around him even harder and screamed.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned. I slumped against the table as he thrust into me. He released my arms and pulled out of me. I shuddered at the empty feeling that filled me with the loss of him. He lifted me up onto my feet and he turned me around so that I faced him. I swayed on my feet before his hand gripped my shoulder. He shoved me down onto my knees and I cried out from the pain. I lifted my eyes and was about to cuss him out when my attention snagged on his hand as it gripped his glistening cock. My breath hitched as I watched my juices slowly slide down his length. His large hand barely fit around his girth but he jerked it hard and fast as he glared down at me.
“Everything about you is my business. I don’t know who you’ve had in your life up until now, but you’re done with him now. This cunt is mine and mine alone. I don’t share, so while I’m fucking you, no one else is,” he growled while he jerked himself. “Test me on this and heads will fucking roll, do you hear me?” Shane asked angrily. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his hand as it sped up on his cock. “Don’t make me repeat myself, Princess,” he warned. I looked up at him. I am no one’s princess. I scoffed. He one hundred percent expected me to nod my head and say yes, daddy, whatever you want daddy. He must have been used to getting what he wanted. I’m not going to do whatever the hell you want.
“Fuck. You.”
Shane’s jaw clenched and his eyes flared as I stared up at him through my lashes. I licked my lips, daring him to say something. He cursed through clenched teeth as he came and I couldn’t help but smirk. He didn’t want an obedient play toy, no he wanted me to fight back. I wasn’t like the other girls. His come was as angry and as hot as he was. My pussy throbbed as white liquid splashed across my face and chest. It warmed my cheeks and it dripped down my lips and his parted as I licked it clean. His chest rises and falls as he stares at my tongue.
“You look good with my cum all over your face,” he murmured.
“I look good with cum all over my face,” I corrected. He growled angrily as he turned from me and grabbed the wipes to clean himself up. I gripped the table and helped myself to my feet. Ignoring him, I grabbed the wipes and started wiping my stomach and chest. I threw them into the trash before grabbing new ones for my face. I dabbed at my cheek and neck.
“Give me names,” Shane ordered.
“Of?” I asked sharply.
“The dead men who have been inside of you,” he snarled.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I scoffed as I threw the wipes into the trash. I turned from him and he grabbed my arm. I stopped and dropped my gaze to where he held me. “What are you doing?” I asked. He reached up and grabbed my chin roughly.
“Have you sucked his cock with these lips?” Shane growled. I pulled my free hand back before slapping him across the face. His face didn’t even budge, and that only stroked the flames of my anger.
“I never want to see you again,” I whispered. The words came out quieter than I meant for them to.
“I don’t care about what you want. I’ll schedule you when I want to see your cunt and you’ll be in here, ready to be fucked. You don’t want to test me, Adealine. No more boys,” Shane warned. I pulled my hand back to slap him a second time, but he caught it before it could connect. I tried to yank my hand free but he wouldn’t let go.
“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but I didn’t ask for you to clear my schedule. I have other clients and—” His hand wrapped around my mouth, his fingers dug into my cheeks as he leaned close. There was a bang against the door and we both turned toward the sound.
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