Page 47 of Hurts So Good

All I wanted was to see her ass up in the air as her face slammed into the floor, nose busted and blood splattered everywhere. My cock jerks to attention at the image of her blood smeared on it as I fuck her, my hand wrapped around her neck, squeezing the life out of her.

“Upstairs, now,” I growl.

She runs up the stairs, excited for what’s about to happen. While it won’t be exactly how I envisioned, it will still be a release I don’t have to give myself.

I take my time, knowing she’ll be on my bed waiting for me.

One step at a time, I trudge up the staircase, dick hard. While my mind gags at the thought of it being her, my lower head is taking the lead and calling the shots.

My boots echo on the hardwood floor with each step.

She’s sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide, showing every inch of her pussy to me as she leans back on her elbows.

“Well, are you going to fuck me?” Jenny whimpers as she licks her bottom lip.

“Fuck yeah, I am. On your knees!” I bark at her.

She winks before standing up, and turning, showing me her tight ass as she crawls to the middle of the bed. Jenny exaggerates her movements, causing her plump rear to sway.

I slowly pull my shirt over my head and drop it to the floor. As I squat to untie my shoes, I catch the first glimpse of her fingers sliding through her folds. Soft moans fill the air.

As I unzip my pants, a small voice in the back of my head screams at me that fucking this skank is the worst decision ever. But I don’t listen; pussy is pussy and right now I’m horny as fuck.

I slide my pants down until they fall, pooling at my feet, and I step out of them. Gripping my cock firmly, I give a tug, then stroke it as I gaze at the whore.

“Ahh, come on baby, fuck me. My pussy wants to be filled by your cock.”

I don’t answer her. She doesn’t deserve my response. She should be happy she’s still here, and I didn’t slam the door in her pathetic face. Maybe she knows that if I did, my fucking father would be on the phone, bitching at my ass.

“I’m getting a damn condom,” I growl at her.

“Why? We’re going to be married by the end of the school year. What does it matter if you fuck me without one? If I get pregnant, we’ll just move up the date.”

Negatory Skeletor. There isn’t any way in hell my cock’s going near her without a condom on it.

“Nah, I’m good.”

Opening my nightstand, I take a foil square from inside the box and lift it to my mouth, gripping it with my teeth, ripping it open. I give my cock a couple more strokes, then slide it down my shaft. There’s no way in hell I’m trusting Jenny to do it. The bitch would take any chance, no matter how small, to poke a hole in the rubber.

I place a knee on the bed, the weight of my body causing the mattress to shift below me. Slowly, I make my way up until I’m positioned behind her.

I rear my hand back, slapping her ass once, then twice, taking enjoyment in hearing her squeal in pain. My cock jerks at seeing her ass redden with the imprint of my hand.

“Not so hard, Halston,” she whines, and I want to gut her. Take my knife and carve it into her back, then let my finger dig deeper into it.

With just the vision of red, I can feel my orgasm looming. Nothing turns me on more than blood. It’s been that way since I first found what the true joys a fuck and knife could bring.

My phone vibrates against the wood of the dresser and I don’t have to answer to know who it is. I know it’s Jensen. Call it a sixth sense. I need to fuck this bitch and get her out of the house.

I line my cock up with her opening and thrust inside, not even trying to take it slow.

“Fuck, Halston, can’t you be a little gentler?”

“If you wanted that, you came to the wrong place, baby. So shut your mouth, or I’ll ram my cock into your asshole. No prepping, taking it dry as fuck as I tear it to shreds. Now keep your mouth fucking shut.”

I thrust in and out of her, not caring how hard I’m gripping her hips. She tries to take control, moving her hips, coaxing me to chase her, but she has me fucked up if she thinks I’m going to do that.

Reaching down, I take hold of her hair, wrapping it around my hand as I pull on it. Jenny yelps and it’s music to my ears. I grip her hip tighter with my other hand, letting my fingernails dig into her skin as I slam my cock in and out of her loose pussy.