“You’re so fucking wet, don’t try to deny that you love this fucked up shit.” I don’t deny it, not because I don’t want to lie, but because speaking is impossible. All I can do is feel.
Feel his velvety dick slam through the walls of my pussy.
Feel the head of his cock ram into my cervix.
Feel his balls slapping against me every time he thrusts impossibly deeper and then deeper still.
“Get the fuck out of here, or I’ll slit your throat from ear to ear, motherfucker.”
My body freezes at the growl of Maverick’s words.
Is he talking to me?
My silent question is answered when I hear a faint, “Sorry, man, my bad.”
Fuck. Someone saw me.
I want to care, but when Maverick goes back to pistoning his hips, all other thoughts evaporate.
“Christ, you’re even wetter than before. You like that, don’t you, you little fucking slut? You like it when total strangers watch you get fucked from behind? Maybe I should fuck your ass. You want that?”
My traitorous body shivers at his words.
My ass?
Hell no.
Yet…
“Oh yeah, you fucking whore. You want me to take your ass, don’t you? I bet it’s a virgin ass, isn’t it?”
To my horror, Maverick slides out of my pussy and glides his wet dick between my ass cheeks making a show of his head circling my asshole.
Oh God.
No. No, no, no.
But curiosity begs me to open up for him, giving him what he would take anyway.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Good whores like it in the ass.”
But he doesn’t go through with it. He slams into my pussy and fucks me like he owns me, one hand still pulling my hair, my face angled straight at his face where I can see a sheen of sweat making an appearance on his forehead.
Simultaneously, his free hand reaches around for my clit as his mouth slants over mine and his tongue demands entrance. I fight him on it. Our mouths battle like a war is on the line. A sudden scream escapes me, but no one hears because Maverick’s mouth swallows every one of my sounds. He’s devouring me, eating up all of my pleasure as he fucks my mouth as thoroughly as his dick fucks my pussy.
I’m shaking in his grasp as the orgasm takes over my entire body, and my legs are unable to hold my weight as the waves crash through me again and again. The power shuts down every one of my synapses. All the while, Maverick owns me, gorging on me like I’m the last drop of water in an endless sea of sand. I feel him freeze behind me, his breaths feeding me as his dick swells inside me. He suddenly pulls out and comes all over my ass, spreading my cheeks to make sure he coats me all over my asshole. It’s hot—a psychopath’s wet dream.
It’s only once the pleasure’s gone that I remember he’s the enemy and I hate him. He took my moans, but he doesn’t get to take my fucking pride with him.
“I told you to get off me, you fucker!”
“My bad, I thought you asked me to get you off.”
“You’re an asshole.” I spit the words at him for effect, hoping I’m as feral as I feel.
After dipping three fingers in my still soaked pussy like he’s collecting honey from a beehive, he puts them in his mouth and sucks on them like a damn lollipop. “Your wish is my command. Next time, I’ll just fuck your ass.”
I pull my shorts back up over my ass, the remnants of my orgasm ghosting my skin as he trails his fingers over my hips. I look up and he has the fucking audacity to give me a good little boy grin like he’s the preacher’s son.