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He slapped her with the paddle.

“Stop it. I’ll do it,” Noah said.

“What? I can’t hear you?”

“I’ll do it. I’ll do what you need me to do.”

He hit Skye again, and the red of her ass filled Noah with guilt.

The inked man held the paddle in his hand and moved toward her head.

“Good, now come here, boy, and show her what it means to get fucked.”

Noah stepped up behind Skye.

“You ever fucked a girl before?”

“Yes.” He answered through gritted teeth.

“Let’s see if you know what you’re doing.”

Gritting his teeth, he touched Skye’s ass, and she flinched from his touch. He’d never looked at Skye like she’d be his next conquest. Compared to the chicks he liked, she wasn’t the kind of girl he wanted.

She was too boring, too bland. She didn’t attract him, at least not compared to the cheerleaders who liked to bounce on his dick. The more time he spent with her though, it had changed his feelings for her. She’d stopped being bland, and he finally saw her beauty, but he tried to stop it. There was no way he could fall for her, or even be attracted to her.

All Skye was supposed to be doing was tutoring him. Now they were trapped together. Alone, just the two of them for company.

He had to get turned on because right now, he was soft once again.

Stroking between her thighs, he found her completely dry.

“I need … some lube,” he said.

The men laughed.

“Her body will get wet soon. Fuck her. Do I need to start hitting her again?” He held the paddle up.

Noah gripped his cock, putting it at her entrance.

He wasn’t hard, so pressing against her didn’t work. Closing his eyes, he tried to think of something, anything to make himself hard.

Skye’s cry had him opening his eyes and finding the inked guy with a fist in her hair pulling her head back.

“I’m not hurting her. I’m not. I’m … not hard. Just … I need to get hard.”

“Do so now, boy, or she’s going to get hurt.”

Gritting his teeth, he stared down at her body. She had a nice shape. He’d never noticed how curvy she was. Full hips, designed to be held as she was fucked. Her hair that had seen better days was nice and glossy.

Working his cock up and down, he recalled her untutored sucking of his dick, and he started to harden. Staring at her pussy, he put his cock at her entrance, and within one thrust, he slammed in deep, tearing through her virginity.

As she screamed, the men laughed.

Noah stared down at her back as he rode her pussy. She did start to soften and grow wet.

Riding her pussy, raping her, taking her, Noah knew he had just sold his fucking soul as he hurt her.


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