Page 127 of Sinful Promises


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Without warning, a loud, harsh slap landed on my ass, and I yelped as the burning sting spread. I squirmed, trying to wriggle out of his hold, but he held me down firmly.

“Charles Noels, huh? Did you know Helena was banging his old man?”

“What?!” I screamed as another slap sent a mix of pleasure and pain coursing through me. I half-winced, half-moaned, unable to deny the arousal his touch ignited. “What are you talking about?”

My mama had slept with Mr. Noels?

Suddenly, all those times she insisted we visit their place made sense.

“I’m the only one who gets to ask fucking questions,” he snapped, his hand caressing my sore skin, fingers trailing down my ass and brushing against my pussy.

“You can’t—” He cut me off by slapping my ass again, and I moaned as he let go of my hair.

He grabbed my hips and pushed them forward.

I caught myself on my forearms, my face in the pillow, my ass still up in the air.

He parted my legs and let his tongue lick me from my clit to there, his nails delicately digging into my skin.

I grabbed the pillow and pressed my face into it, trying to muffle my sounds.

“You’re so wet,” he murmured, sucking on my clit, making my head turn. “See, I knew you were my little slut. You’re always ready for my dick,” he said, burying his face between my legs and licking me everywhere.

I tried to grind myself against him, but he held me firmly in place.

“I don’t want yours,” I said as he thrust two fingers inside me. “I don’t like y-you.”

He let go, and before I could react, I felt the tip of his dick brushing my folds and clit.

“Tell me to stop,” he said, placing the tip at my entrance.

I moaned as he slowly pushed in a few centimeters.

“Come on, dorogaya, tell me to stop, and I will,” he said, his hands on my hips, tracing circles with his fingers.

I wanted to tell him to stop, but the need to feel him inside me was too strong.

I simply shook my head, my face buried in the silky dark gray pillow.

He yanked my hair, forcing me on my hands and knees again.

“Say it,” he growled, thrusting half his dick inside me.

I whimpered, needing it deeper.

“Say you want me to fuck you.”

I shook my head, the wetness between my legs dripping down my thighs.

My ego resisted, but I soon realized I didn’t care about the humiliation.

Part of me was even aroused by it.

“I-I want you to fuck me.”

“Say you love my dick.”

I shook my head stubbornly.

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