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flashed in my head. I didn’t want my face to take the place of the door. Reluctantly I pushed up on to

my knees with my hands flat on the bed and eyes downcast. I gritted my teeth forcing myself to stay

still, waiting to see what would come next. I didn’t know what to expect and my nerves were on end

with him being behind me. I assumed he was going to tease me. Bringing me to the precipice just to

never push me over was his brand of punishment.

My assumption had been wrong. I screamed out in pleasure and pain when he slammed his full

length into me, filling me completely. Grabbing my waist, he pushed even further, stretching my walls.

“Is this what you want, Eve? To be fucked? You’re so warm. So tight,” he moaned. “Why did

you make me do this?” he questioned in a tone that was both lust-filled and angry.

He pounded into me. I yelled out when he smacked my ass. My walls tightened around his

shaft. I could feel my orgasm building. I threw my ass back at him. He wrapped my hair around his

hand and pulled my head back, exposing my neck. He bent and ran his tongue across my pulse. My

eyes rolled into the back of my head.

“This is so good. I waited so long,” he whispered against my ear, fucking me harder as the

frame of the bed slammed against the wall.

I struggled to catch my breath.

“Tell me this is what you want, Eve.”

I heard the plea in his voice, but I was too trapped in the feeling of what he was doing to me

to form the words. All I could do was feel and let my body do the talking for me. I met him stroke for

stroke. I tightened my walls around his dick, milked him.

“I’m cumming,” he shouted, pushing deeper into me.

He dug his nails into my waist, hissed snake like as he came inside of me. I quaked and

reached my peak seconds after him. It felt so good I wondered if I should have left well-enough alone.

S E V E N T E E N

He wouldn’t say anything. He’d been sitting in the chair at the table for nearly two hours with our

juices drying on his dick. I’d asked him what was wrong, even broke down and pleaded for him to

tell me. How could he be mad after what we’d just done? Wasn’t that why he had me here? I didn’t

understand and trying to understand had given me a headache.

E I G H T E E N

I was fucking disgusted with myself. After pulling on pants, I took a seat furthest away from her. This