Page 151 of Breaking the Girl


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I drag my bloodied finger on her plump lip. Over. And over. And over. Painting it red.

“You want something else.” My cock parts her folds and the tight walls of her pussy suck me in. “Fucking ask for it.”

“I want to be your doll.”

I’m not easily confused. Then again, I thought I wasn’t a violent man, either.

I thought I wasn’t a lot of things until Leighton took my sanity as her hostage.

“You already are,” I answer.

The coppery smell curls in the air and blends into the delicious scent of our arousal. Leighton is quiet. Doesn’t explain herself.

After moments of painting her lips in bright red and sinking my dick deeper inside her, I suddenly get it.

Despite her silence, I understand.

“You got off on my lies the other day. What I said about the dolls in the closet.” Her eyes flicker in response, and my cock jerks inside her. “You’ve been lying to me. Feigning disgust. You were jealous, weren’t you?”

Her teeth scrape along her plump bottom lip. Red paints her pearly whites. As soon as she tastes her own blood, a blush rushes to her cheeks. Her nipples harden. Her eyes darken.

“Dirty girl.” I give her more of what she’s asking for, pushing my fingers past her teeth and into her mouth. “I still have so much to learn about you. And you’ll let me. You’ll let me infiltrate every aspect of your life. Either that, or I’ll break your doors down one by one.”

She sucks on my fingers, darting her tongue to lick them.

“See, now I know you’re testing me.” I bottom out inside her pussy at the same time I shove my fingers so far down Leighton’s throat that she gags. “Trying to see how deep my depravity runs. I’ll tell you just how deep, beautiful. Very deep. Very fucking deep. When I’ll look at you soon and see nothing but plastic limbs and glass eyes, I won’t just be hard. I’ll impale you. Tear you from the inside. That what you want?”

Two weeks ago, Leighton would’ve flat-out denied it. Two weeks ago, her mind also tricked her into believing I wasn’t good for her.

Seems like a lifetime ago.

There’s no rejection in her gaze anymore. She’s diving headfirst into the pit of our decadent souls with me. Right into the bottom of the dark, depraved well. To where our love lies.

More tears pour from her gorgeous blue orbs. I don’t let up, fucking her with my cock, choking her with my fingers.

I slam into her, forcing her body into the bed. I’m cruel and demanding. Close to coming again. Not that it matters. A second orgasm won’t be enough for me.

I’ll be hard as a rock for Leighton all day today. Could last for hours inside her.

“Let me tell you another thing about me, Leigh.”

My little doll, sweating and used, gazes at me with her eyes wide. Waiting.

“I get hard for you when you so much as breathe.” I seethe, the words gritted out behind clenched teeth as Leighton’s cunt squeezes around me. “I get hard when I watch you pee.”

Our faces are close, and I rip my fingers out of her mouth to come even closer. My teeth sink into her lip. Tugging, biting, marking her. The taste of her blood makes me wild, and I lick it off her.

“I’ve memorized your scent for years. I can recognize you from a mile away.” I lock my fingers around her throat, loving the way she gasps. “That time of the month, when you bleed, baby, I come so hard that I forget my goddamn name.”

Her pupils dilate. Then she opens her mouth to scream as her pussy clenches like a vise around my cock. We come together, Leighton’s arousal soaking me while I pump my seed inside her cunt.

“That’s right.” I slide my thumb beneath her chin, tilting her head up. Her mind is ready for what she’s asked for. “I’m a sick, dirty bastard. Just like you.”

She mumbles something incoherent.

“What?”

“I love you.”

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