He Hates Me (Hate & Love Duet 1)

"You better run," Jas laughs before closing the door, locking it, and walking back into my bedroom. "Did you hear that, Pet? You have a knight in shining armor trying to save you from the big bad wolf. Think he can take me?"

I struggle against the cuffs, glaring at him, still unable to speak because of the panties he's stuffed into my mouth. But Jas pays me no mind, ignoring my struggles.

"You know you'll never be free, don't you, Petal?"

My eyes grow wider as I stare at him, huffing against my panties.

"I'm not going to let you go. I know you keep worrying your pretty little head about it, Pet, but there's really nothing you can do or say that will make me stop. I'm always going to be the shadow following your every footstep. I'll never let you go. You'll never be free again.”

A lone tear slips down my cheek as I listen to him go on, helpless in the position he's forced me into.

"By the time that loser drags his ass back here with the cops," Jas muses. "I'll have you ready to tell them anything I want to hear from your lips. That's how it works, isn't it, Petal? You'll do any-fucking-thing for me, because you just can't help yourself. You're a little whore at the core, and nothing I can do is going to change it."

I let out a scream but it comes out muffled because of my gag. I thrash against the cuffs to no avail.

"Maybe if you admit to what a fucking slut you are, I'll spare you some embarrassment," Jasper says. "If you beg hard enough. How about that, Petal? You think you can beg for me?"

I keep glaring at him, and he smirks before yanking my panties from my mouth. Spit dribbles down my chin and I stare at him with hatred.

But I don't scream, and it makes him chuckle. He knew I wasn't going to. That I was too under his messed-up influence to worry about what was right and what was wrong.

"Answer me, Pet. Are you going to beg for me?"

"Fuck you," I spit out.

Before the second word is out of my mouth, I wince, knowing what's going to happen next. And Jas doesn't disappoint. With a low chuckle, he slaps my pussy, making me yelp.

"Stop it!"

"Only when you beg," he hisses. "Beg, pretty Petal. Fucking beg for me."

"Never."

"You keep lying to us both. We both know you'll be asking for more before that loser gets back here. You'll do fucking anything."

"Fuck you," I say again, weaker this time.

"All I have to do is toy with this..." He slaps me again, making me gasp as he tickles my clit with his pointer finger. "See, look how much your pretty cunt loves that. She wants all the attention. And you want to come now, don't you, pretty Petal?"

"N-No," I manage, though my body is already threatening to erupt into waves of pleasure.

"No?" He sticks three fingers inside me without warning and I mewl with embarrassment, realizing how wet I am for him. Jas notices too, chuckling when he feels my pussy tighten around his intrusive fingers. "You're not going to beg me? Not even when I'm asking so nicely?"

I shake my head and he sneers at me.

"What if your orgasm depends on it? What if I don't let you come unless you beg me for it?"

"P-Please." Shame burns my cheeks. How easily I gave up. How simple it was for me to break my own rules and do everything he tells me.

"That's the right attitude, little Pet. Come on, I know you can give me more. Keep asking for it."

He finger-fucks me relentlessly and my body twists on top of the pillows, demanding the release he's keeping away from me.

"Please, Jas, please..."

"Please what?"

"Please let me have it," I breathe. "Just one, a little one, I want it so bad, fucking please."

"No." He pauses and I cry out loud. I want the friction of his fingers going in and out of me, fucking me the way I deserve it. "No, you can't have it. Keep begging for it, slut."

"Jasper, please, I'm begging you, please, let me come one time, just one time, I'll make it so good for you."

"For me?" He laughs with dark amusement. "How are you going to make it good for me?"

"I'll be loud." The words are spilling from my lips, fast. "I'll be so loud and so good and so obedient, I'll do anything you say."

His fingers start fucking me again and I keep on talking, promising him anything and everything under the sun.

"Please, Jas. Please, anything you want, you can have it."

"Just for one orgasm? Anything I want?"

"Y-Yes." I stare at him angrily, but it doesn't stop the torrent of words falling from my lips. "Anything. Now fucking please. Just... just let me come."