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“So, Ashton wants to preserve your pristine reputation, but he has no problem using your precious body for a punching bag,” I murmured, ruining everything. “Or maybe it’s his pristine reputation that he’s more concerned with.”

“Please quit saying his name,” she whispered, and if she thought that she had any control over me, she was wrong. Yeah, she had power over my feelings, but that was a lot different from having actual control over me.

“Don’t like hearing your fiancé’s name while another man has his fingers in your cunt?” I practically sneered as I slipped a second finger inside her tightness. “Are you really pretending to have any shame, Savina?” I leaned down to tsk’ed in her ear. “I would have thought that you’d left that behind after the first few beatings.”

“You don’t understand,” she whimpered as her legs widened ever so slightly for me.

“You’re right,” I told her. “I don’t.” Letting go of her wrists, I grabbed her by her chin while my fingers worked her pussy. “But I do know that you’re going to make an incredible political wife one day. I can even see you standing next to Ashton at his own presidential inauguration.”

“Stop it, Aurelio,” she begged.

“Stop talking, or stop finger fucking your pussy, baby?” I goaded. “Is this the part where you tell me that you love your fiancé? Is this the part where you tell me that you’ve never done this before?”

Tears started decorating her lashes again. “You’re a bastard.”

“You’re just mad because you’re finally having to deal with the monster that you created, Savina,” I growled down at her. “Tell me, what exactly did you think was going to happen after you left me?” My thumb stretched up to play with her clit, and her hands immediately latched around my arm. “Did you think that I was just going to wish you well, then move on with my life.”

“Aurelio…” she panted, close to cumming already.

Good.

“Do you still cum for him?” I asked, every question, every word pulling from a hate deep inside of me. “Even after he beats you, does his bank account still make you cum for him?”

“Stop it,” she cried out, her hands tightening around my arm, her pussy clenching with need.

I let go of her chin, then slid my hand up the back of her neck until I had a handful of her dark tresses trapped in my fist. “Or maybe being with Ashton has uncovered a humiliation kink. Is that it? Is your cunt dripping right now because you actually enjoy being treated like trash?” I pulled on her hair harder, making her cry out. “Is that why you still cum for him, despite the bruises?”

“Aurelio…” she whimpered, tears ruining the rest of her makeup.

I leaned down until my breath was hot on her ear. “Cum for me, Savina,” I ordered. “Show me how good cheating on your fiancé feels.”

Savina cried out as her orgasm rocked her body, her pussy clenching around my fingers, the feeling one that I still remembered very well. Holding her in place, I forced a second one out of her, my thumb working expertly over her clit as a third finger joined the other two.

“Oh, God…oh, God…” she chanted, her entire body a quivering mess, her cries breathless moans of ecstasy. “Oh, God…”

When she was finally done cumming for me, I grabbed the delicate lace of her panties, then ripped them clean off her body. The tearing sound echoed throughout the empty house and it had me growling down at her, hating her for how strong and how weak she made me feel.

With my hand still fisted in her hair, I dragged her towards the staircase, then pushed her down on one of the steps. I’d never treated a woman so horribly before, and I could barely recognize myself as I unzipped my pants, willing to sell what was left of my soul to feel Savina’s mouth wrapped around my dick. While I’d never had any delusions about ending up in Heaven, after today, I knew for a fact that I was never going to get in, no matter how many times I repented. There’d never be enough Hail Marys to undo what I was doing to Savina; I knew this.

After freeing my dick, I reached out, placing my hand on the back of her head, tangling her hair in my fist again. “Be a good girl and open that mouth, baby,” I ordered.

Savina’s blue eyes looked up at me, and if there was any question about whether or not she owned my soul, there was no doubt about it now.

Chapter 16

Savina~

Any woman with any ounce of self-respect would have slapped the shit out of Aurelio before making her escape. I’d never seen or heard him act so cruelly, and if I weren’t so fucking broken inside, I would have put up a bigger fight. However, I was more than just broken inside. I’d been carrying guilt around with me for three years, and even though I knew that this wouldn’t absolve me, Aurelio deserved his revenge for how I’d broken his heart.

There was also the fact that I needed this. No matter how hateful his words, I couldn’t remember the last time that I’d found genuine pleasure from another person’s touch, and I didn’t care if that made me weak; it could just be one more thing added to the list of why I was pathetic.

When I reached for him, he said, “No. Use your left hand. I want to see that sonofabitch’s ring on your finger while I fuck your mouth.”

Even at my lowest moment, I’d never experienced hopelessness before, but I was experiencing it now. It felt like my body wasn’t strong enough to hold in all my emotions, but at the same time, it felt like I was hollow inside. Despite our current circumstances, whatever Aurelio and I used to have, it was over now. It no longer existed, and that was my fault, and it was so much easier to forgive someone else than it was to forgive your own tragic choices. There’d be no coming back from this, and once he was done with me, Aurelio was going to walk out of this house, then go back to his life, leaving me to marry Ashton because I still couldn’t see how I had any choice.

I was going to marry Ashton.

This was going to be my life.

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