With my fist in her hair, I shove myself deep down her throat. Her eyes bulge and redden, tears pooling at the bottom of those gray clouds that are driving me fucking crazy.

I pull out of her and she coughs, my pre-cum and her drool forming rivulets on either side of her mouth.

As she sucks in a deep breath, I pull her by the hair again and hit the back of her throat with my dick, my hips jerking with the movement.

She stares at me with defiance, tears stroking her cheeks and face flushed, but she doesn’t break eye contact, as if challenging me, taunting me.

My little Petal doesn’t know who she’s dealing with.

I pull out of her and drag her to her feet by the hair. Her squeal rips through the room as I throw her on the bed, face down.

Animals are called animals for letting their instincts take over, for acting on their impulses.

I’m a fucking animal as I lunge on Petal’s back and rip her dress off with my bare hands.

She gasps and tries to kick me away, her cries and pants are accentuated by the silence in the room.

The moment her bare flesh is in sight, I fucking lose it.

She’s wearing nothing underneath. No bra, no panties —nothing.

I grab a fistful of her hair as my front covers her back. My voice is calm, unlike the war raging inside me. “What were your plans for the night, my pet? Who did you go bare for?”

“N-No one.” The tremors in her voice only feed my beast, causing me to harden and urging me to take it out on her smooth, unblemished flesh.

“No one?” I bring my hand down on her ass cheek.

She yelps, the sound ending on a pained moan. The smell of her arousal fills the air like she doesn’t know whether to be turned on or upset by the slap.

My little Petal is that way sometimes, unable to let go, even when deep down, she wants to.

“The dress,” she gasps.

“The dress?” I pull it completely off her and throw the torn cloth on the ground. “Which dress?”

“The one you just ruined. It looks better on its own.” She pants as if coming down from a marathon.

“Let me tell you a secret, Pet.” I thrust three fingers inside her wet cunt, making her arch off the bed as I lean over to bite her lobe into my mouth. “You look the best out of it.”

Her eyes roll back as I lick down her cheek and then latch onto a spot on her neck that drives her fucking crazy. I suck hard and bite and leave my mark like a primal being claiming what belongs to him, all while fucking her with my fingers.

I don’t stop when she cries out or when she begs, or even when her eyes fill with tears.

The stimulation is torturing her, making her slick and hot and tingly. I feel it against my hand as she soaks me, demanding more.

I give her just that.

Clutching her ass cheek, I shove off her and pull her up by the hips so her ass is up in the air and her glistening wetness is ready for me.

“Jas... please.”

“Please what?”

“L-Let me go…” Her trembling body betrays her. The way her ass molds into my hand, demanding I fuck her in it, is also betraying her.

But that’s the thing with my little Petal. She’s at her best when she’s offered no mercy.

“Let you go?” I slap her ass again and she bucks off, yelping. “Do you think that’s an option?”

“You’re killing me.” She glances at me over her shoulder, eyes glistening, cheeks red, and the hickeys on her neck glaring at me with pride.

“That’s the point, my pet. This is your second strike after all.” I remove my fingers, grab hold of her hips, and slam my dick balls deep into her tight pussy.

She cries out, and the sound is muffled as she hides her face into the pillow.

I don’t fuck her, I punish her. I slam inside her with a force that bucks her body off the bed and the little whimpers coming from her are driving me fucking insane.

My balls tighten with the need to release my seed inside her and mark her for the fucking world to see.

“Jasper, oh, please…” she mumbles against the pillow.

“Let you go? Let you come? Pick one, my pet.”

“I hate you,” she gasps on the word as her ass wiggles against me, demanding more, demanding everything.

That’s the thing about my little Petal. She’s greedy and she’s a fucking seductress. It’s just that she needs that wanton slut wrenched out of her.

“I hate you too, Petal.” I pound inside her with the pace of a madman. It gets faster and harder, stronger and louder. Her tits bounce with the force of it and her moans break.

“Jas... Jas…”

“What will it be, Pet? Come or fucking go?”

“Come! Make me come!”

I pull out almost completely then slam back in, my thumb pressing on her clit at the same time.

Her nails dig into the mattress as she lets out a moan mixed with a sob. A full-body shudder grips her as she unravels around my cock.

Seeing her come undone around me is an aphrodisiac in itself. There’s no way in fuck I’m letting another person see her at her best, at her most fragile and erotic form as I do now.

I grip her hair in a ponytail, slightly lifting her off the bed as I ram inside her with ruthless thrusts. Another wave hits her, bleeding into the previous one as I empty myself in her heat.

My shoulders tighten with the force of my release as my cum fills her to the brim.

A soft sigh leaves her lips and I pull out of her, watching the streaks of my cum trailing down her thighs.

My cock is about ready to take her over and over and fucking over again. I need to mark her, claim her, and bind her to me.

As she watches me with half-lidded eyes, my cum filling her and my marks decorating her neck, only one thought remains.

Mine.

 

 

16

 

 

Georgina

 

 

I trace my fingers over Jas' chest, all the questions I want to ask him are running through my head.

He might have fucked me senseless, but he won’t make me forget about the questions he avoided. He still hasn't told me the whole truth, and the nagging little voice in the back of my mind demands I finally get some answers.

After the night we've had, I'm afraid to ask, but I also know I won't have any peace of mind until Jasper comes clean.

"Jas," I mutter, tracing my finger over his full lips.

"Hm?" His eyes are closed. There's a faint shadow of stubble on his chiseled jaw, and he looks more peaceful than I've ever seen him.

"I need to ask you a few more things." I hate breaking the spell.

Jasper groans and grabs me by the throat. I moan as he drags me on top of him, fingers tangling in my hair as he holds my head up, looking deep into my eyes. "Why do you always have to have so many questions, Pet? Can't we just do what we're best at and fuck?"

"No." I scramble out of his reach and sit cross-legged on the bed. Jas groans, glancing at the alarm clock next to my bed.

"Petal, it's four thirty a.m."

"I don't care."

"So, what are these questions?" He sighs, sitting up in bed and earning a victorious smile from me. "More stuff I don't want to answer?"

"You don't want to tell me anything at all, anyway." I roll my eyes and nudge him playfully. "Come on. I just want to know more about you."