Stupid girl. Stupid for running away from me. Stupid for thinking she could escape. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I squeeze her throat a little harder, and she whimpers like a scared animal.
With my other hand, I sneak under her shirt. My fingers move all on their own, gently grazing over her smooth skin. She feels like silk in my hands, slowly slipping away from me, but I can’t let her go, won’t let her go. Reaching the edge of her bra, I trace my finger against it, watching as her eyes grow wide, and her chest swells.
Grazing her hardened nipple through the thin fabric, I watch with fascination as she bites her bottom lip, trying to stop herself from reacting to my touch. Little does she know, by the time I’m done with her, she won’t be able to do anything but scream my name.
Rolling the bud between two fingers, I release her throat so I can use my hand to pop the button on her jeans. Even as afraid as she might be, I know she wants this. She can’t hide her arousal. I bet the moment I touch her pretty pussy, she’ll melt into me, spread her legs, and plead with me to take her.
Staring into her eyes, I slip beneath the waistband of her panties and trail down over her mound. My fingers move lower, and I graze her folds, dipping the edge of my pointer finger into her sweet honey. Of course. I knew she’d be wet, so it’s no surprise when I feel her arousal on my fingertip.
“You might be afraid, but your body knows how good I’ll make this for you.” I move my hand lower until I’m cupping her entire pussy in my hand. All-fucking-mine. “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want to be fucked by the monster that I am, and I’ll do it. I’ll fuck you so hard the entire house will hear us.”
Hesitation flickers in her eyes, she’s still searching for the boy I used to be, the guy she used to know, the one who would’ve given her the entire fucking world if she had asked for it. But he’s gone, broken, burned by her betrayal.
“If you’re looking for any part of the old me, you won’t find him. This is who I am now, who I will always be. So, tell me, do you want this? Do you want me to fuck you?”
She chokes on a sob, and I pull my hand away, giving her nipple a hard pinch.
“Yes…” She says breathlessly.
“Strip out of your clothes and then get back on the bed.” On shaking legs, she moves off the bed. I strip out of my own clothing in the time it takes her to take off her pants. She’s stalling, and my patience is growing thin.
I don’t even know why I care to fuck her, maybe to give myself a taste, to tell myself she wasn’t really worth it. I could have any chick I want, and yet, no one gets my pulse-pounding like she does. My hate for her is becoming an obsession, but it doesn’t matter. She’s mine. Always has been and always will be, the only difference, now I’ll make sure she remembers it. I won’t ever let someone else touch her again.
Slowly, she peels her shirt off and undoes her bra. Both items fall to the floor, landing softly. I take in her naked body before me. If perfection could be described and put into a person, she would be it. But it’s an illusion… she’s not perfect. She’s evil, a wolf in sheep’s clothing, and this time I won’t let her fool me. This time, I’m ready…I see her, really see her.
Taking a step forward, I press both hands to her full perky breasts. She lets out a shudder at my touch, and I grin. Giving her a gentle shove against the chest, she takes the hint and steps backward and away from my touch.
“Get on the bed,” I order.
“Warren,” she pleads, crawling up onto the mattress.
“It’s time to pay up, sweetheart.” I fist my cock in my hand and stalk over to the bed. So pretty, and so completely fucked. Spreading her legs with my hand, I drop my gaze down to her pretty pink pussy. “Do you have any diseases I have to be worried about?”
“Of course, not.”
“Are you on birth control?”
“Yes…” She opens her mouth to continue, but I press a finger against her soft lips.
“That’s all I needed to know,” I whisper, tugging her ass to the edge of the bed. Moving my hand away from her lips, I trail it down her chest, between her breasts and over her smooth stomach. I try not to get lost in the way she looks beneath me, but it’s always been a dream of mine. In my mind, I always thought I would be her first, but she took that from me… the thought hits me right in the chest like a bullet being shot from a gun, it shatters every thought I have about her.