The Guardian and the Escort - Page 21

Three feet away.

“Tough. Fucking. Shit.”

Her shoulders pulled back like Athena preparing for battle—like she even had a chance. “No.”

One foot away.

“Too bad.”

Every tightly coiled inch of my control unleashed. She whirled around to escape over the bed, but I used her momentum and shoved her face-first into the mattress before she could get her feet off the ground.

Hair whipped side to side across my face when I bent, covering her back with mine and pinning her wriggling hips to the edge.

“Corbin,” she growled. “Get the fuck up.”

I laughed softly against the shell of her ear, biting down on the soft lobe.

When she tried to shove me off, I merely gripped her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her. Blows landed against my shins, but adrenaline I’d been bottling up for weeks flooded my veins, and I barely felt them. My blood pulsed like a chant with only one goal in mind.

I needed inside her.

With my free hand, I skimmed down her body, stopping to shove my hand between her and the mattress and toy with nipples hard like diamonds. She squirmed harder and whimpered with the slightest shove back. I laughed again just to piss her off because I knew how much she didn’t want me to hear it when she shoved her face into the mattress to try and hide it.

No, this was everything Rose wanted, I thought as I moved my hand down to frantically free my length. “Go ahead and try to hide those sweet little sounds for more. We both know this is what you want. It’s exactly what you pushed for with every skinny dip, flaunt, and begging plea. It’s exactly what you begged for last night. Please, Corbin. Please,” I mocked.

“It’s not. I didn’t,” she argued to no avail.

As soon as I freed my cock, it slid between her warm thighs and renewed her fight. Even with her jerks and shoves, I managed to tear her underwear down far enough for me to feel her wet heat graze my length. Needing more, I thrust between her thighs, groaning deep in my chest. Gripping my length, I wedged myself just outside of her opening, waiting for a sign I wasn’t taking it too far. I wanted her, desperately needed to fuck her, but I would never actually hurt her.

We all had fantasies, and I needed to make sure she hadn’t regretted hers. When she still didn’t say anything, I gently pulled back, only to have her follow me. With her forehead pressed to the sheets, I almost missed the soft whimper. It was all I needed to snap back tight. I wedged my cock just between the wet folds of her cunt and pressed my lips to her ear.

“You promised me a tight little cunt, and I’m here to collect.” I started sliding in deeper. “Now, be a good girl and take all of me. Every. Fucking. Inch.”

“No,” she breathed, doing her best to writhe side to side, but still pushed back. “No,” she said louder the deeper I got.

I eased out before sliding all the way inside, my balls pressed to wet slit. She squeezed me so tight I thought I’d come before I even started, doing her best to push me out.

“I said, no,” she shouted, but still so breathy like music to my ears.

“No one can hear you,” I growled. “You can scream all you want, but this pussy is mine.”

I pushed up off her back, this time earning a real and panicked no. Her head whipped to the side enough to give me a glance of her pleading stare. As if I’d fucking leave. No, I just wanted to see.

Rearranging my hold, I shifted her arms to the small of her back with one hand and gripped her hip with the other. My clock slid out coated in her cum before disappearing between her stretched folds. Again and again, I lost myself in the rhythm, moving faster and faster.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard your perfect little tits bounce for me.”

“No. It’s too much. It hurts,” she whined, out of breath.

“Good. I want to rip you in half and fill you with my cum. Then when I’m done, you can lay here and remember what it felt like to have my fat cock up inside your little body as my cum slips out onto your thighs.”

More whines that started to sound more like moans. She wanted to keep fighting, getting off on it, but was losing herself to the pleasure. Perfect.

“What’s even better is that, as much as you don’t want my dick shoved in you, I’m gonna make you like it. I’m gonna make you come so hard you won’t be able to hide it.”

“No, please, Corbin. You’re too mad for this. I don’t want it.”

“You say that, but listen to your pussy. Listen to how wet it is.” I fucked into her hard, rocking my hips when I pulled back to accentuate the noise. “If someone could hear the way your pussy is sucking on my cock like a sloppy blow job, they’d know what a slut you are. They’d probably get in line to get a taste of the girl who likes to be forced.”

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