Descent (Black Heart Romance)

He bends down and catches my ankles, jerking them out from under me and causing me to fall flat on my stomach. I scramble to get up, to keep crawling away, but he grabs a fistful of my hair and drags me up by it.

I cry out at the pain, not fighting him because I don’t want him to pull any harder.

“I’m sorry,” falls out of my mouth, but he doesn’t seem to care. Stony silence is all he gives me and I can’t see him to see the expression on his face. “I’m sorry,” I cry again as he drags me across the floor toward the bed. I scurry to catch my weight on my hands and knees, to crawl in the same direction to lessen the searing pain radiating from my scalp.

He stops in front of the bed, but we’re still on the floor. He pushes me down on my stomach, and that’s when I hear him unzip his pants. I hear the fabric rustle as he drags them down and kicks them off, and then his fingers are digging into my hips and he’s lifting my ass, and before I can even catch up, I’m smashed against the floor, my ass raised, and his cock inside me. My pussy is wet so he doesn’t have to force his way this time. My body welcomes him, locking around him tightly as if it never wants him to leave.

I do not feel the same way, but right now as he drives his cock inside me again and again, each thrust more forceful than the last, I’m just glad he’s not hitting me.

He only fucks me on the floor for a minute or two before he pulls out. I swallow, trying to shift my position to keep from banging up my knees too bad.

“Get up.”

My heart jumps, but I’m quick to obey. I raise my gaze to his cautiously to find him pointing at the mattress.

“Bend over the bed.”

I do as he says, grateful that at least this time my hands are braced on silk soft bed sheets and a comfortable, pillow-top mattress.

Calvin grabs my hips to position me, then he grabs my ass and spreads my cheeks.

My stomach drops.

“What would you say if I wanted to put my cock up your ass tonight, sweetheart?”

Oh God, no.

I hesitate.

“Have you ever had a cock in your ass?” he asks.

“No,” I answer quietly.

“Mm.” He runs his hand over the smarting flesh, then spreads my cheeks again and grabs his cock. “But I can, right?”

I want to scream no, that he should leave at least some part of me untouched by him.

I close my eyes and swallow. I’m miserable at the thought of how much it’s going to hurt, but something tells me he’ll make it hurt worse if I tell him no.

“Yes,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

“What was that?”

I can’t believe he’s making me say it again. “Yes. You can… take my ass if you want to.”

This time, his voice registers surprise. “How accommodating. What a good girl you are.”

I expect pain to follow my acquiescence, but instead of his cock in my ass, he plunges a finger into my needy pussy.

Excitement grips me as his finger moves methodically, straight to my clit. He doesn’t waste time exploring anywhere else, he zeroes right in on the most sensitive spot and has me gasping and clutching desperately at the bed in mere moments.

His voice is like heaven as he leans over me and murmurs in my ear, “Bad girls get punishments, but what do good girls get?”

The finger banging of their life, if his current actions are any indication. I can’t answer; I’m too busy seeing stars as he rubs my pussy with just the right amount of roughness.

“Oh, God,” I breathe.

Pleasure erupts within and a sharp cry bursts free from my throat. As the dizzying pleasure of release washes over me, Calvin yanks his fingers out and shoves his cock into me.

I don’t care. Bliss surrounds me even as he pounds into my body. When he drags me forward and climbs on the bed behind me, I gladly sink to my forearms with my ass in the air and do my best to stay where he put me throughout every brutal thrust.

Because I came so fast, I guess I expected him to be close, but he’s not. He fucks me in waves as he intermittently drags off pieces of clothing. By the time he’s finally naked, I’m face down in the mattress. His fingers dig into my hips a bit painfully and he drives into me like he’s trying to split me in half. I’m so hot and thirsty, I could pass out. My muscles are jelly from going through so many different positions.

My pussy has had about all it can take. I’m ready to beg him to stop, to let me suck him to finish him off. It feels like we’ve been in this bed for hours, and my body can’t take much more.