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“I would rather die than take another fucking order from him to maim or kill anyone else.”
Oh my god. This man is truly insane. He’s going to use me like…like I’m a loaded gun pressed to his temple. He’s so miserable that he wants to die, wants my father to be so furious at him that he puts a bullet through his head.
And there’s something so fucking sad about that, I can’t help but feel sorry for the evil bastard. Maybe it’s because I’ve seen the softer side of him late at night when he’s sitting at the kitchen island eating ice cream.
“First, I need to know if you taste as sweet as you look.” With a sharp tug, he pulls my panties down my thighs, yanking them off and over my shoes. He then holds the crotch of my white thong up to his nose and inhales. Loudly. “Yummy. Hold these for me.” He balls up my panties and shoves them into my mouth with his free hand, all the while keeping my throat in his tight grip. He slaps his palm over my now full mouth and says, “Keep them there, or I’ll take your ass cherry too.”
It takes my brain several long seconds to catch up to what he just threatened. Since that sounds even more painful, I keep the fabric with my musky taste on them in my mouth when he pulls his hand away.
“Good girl,” he says before he shoves two of his long fingers deep into his mouth. Then he reaches down...
My hips buck when he thrusts the digits inside of me and I cry out around the panties.
“Tell me to stop. Scream it,” he says, fingers flexing on my neck. “Someone will come running to save you from me.” He pumps his long fingers in and out of me several times in a row. Each time is just as uncomfortable and invasive as the first.
“But you can’t scream with your panties shoved into your mouth while I’m choking you, can you?” he asks, and I shake my head no.
“Fine.” He lets go of my throat to grab both of my knees in either of his hands, then he pushes my legs down on my chest. I feel so...exposed as he stares down at my bare pussy and ass. “Higher,” he says as he presses down harder, until I can’t breathe.
And then he lowers his head...and swipes his tongue up my crease, making me squirm. Pressing down harder on my legs to keep me still, he licks me again, and again. A flutter of his tongue over one particular spot doesn’t hurt or feel strange. It feels...good.
My fingernails dig into the tablecloth on either side of me, and I whimper around the panties in my mouth as he keeps doing it, again and again.
The next time he shoves his fingers inside of me, I barely notice them. I’m too focused on the pressure growing in my lower belly, underneath the weight of him pressing down on my legs. My entire body begins to tremble and the throbbing between my legs sends wave after wave of euphoria throughevery inch of me, inside and out. It’s a rush that’s better than anything I’ve ever felt when touching myself.
“You liked that?” Eli asks as his head pops back up over my knees. The room spins around us. Everything feels sideways or upside down. Still, I manage to nod my head, unable to deny it.
Instead, he huffs, “Damn. I should’ve held off, not let you come so fast. Orgasms withheld are the best torture.”
I have no idea what he’s talking about as he keeps his arm over my knees, holding them down. Then I hear the sound of a belt rattling, a zipper lowering and something much more substantial than his fingers are prodding me between my legs. I realize belatedly that it’s his cock, right about the time his fingers wrap around my neck again. He watches my face as he thrusts deep inside of me, ripping me apart.
The tight pressure on my throat, the lack of oxygen, makes me momentarily forget about the sharp stab of pain. The world goes black.
When sights, sounds, and color return to me, I lie there bonelessly as this man continues using my body hard and fast, causing the dinnerware and utensils on the table to rattle.
Eli squeezes my throat so hard I’m certain he’s going to kill me. He’s going to choke me to death while taking my virginity on the dining room table where my family eats dinner together.
And my father will destroy him for it.
Unless he never finds out.
I force my eyes to blink open, to meet the sapphire blue ones watching the life drain from my own, and I silently beg him not to do it.
My virginity may be long gone, but if Eli stops before seven o’clock when my sisters, my father, and his new girlfriend walk in, he’ll live to see another day.
I lift my hips a little, as much as I’m able and clench my inner walls around his shaft. The move makes Eli stagger ashis eyes grow heavy. He starts slamming into me so hard and deep that my teeth jar and another orgasm rolls through me in pleasurable waves so intense they’re painful.
My mouth is open on a silent cry when the fabric is pulled free from it. A second later, Eli withdraws himself from where I was starting to think he was going to be permanently imbedded in my body, leaving me feeling…empty. He stares down at me, his eyes glazed and feral as he grunts and growls, his jaw tightening.
Leaning up on my elbows, I watch him pressing my panties to his dick. He finishes inside of them instead of in me, for which I’m grateful for and yet a little annoyed for some strange reason.
“Fuck! Virgin pussy is...so fun...to ruin,” he says when he’s finished. I shiver when he swipes between my legs with the panties. Laying my head back down on the table, I’m still breathing heavy while staring up at the ceiling, trying to wrap my mind around what the hell just happened.
Well, I should’ve been more careful about what I wished for since I had wanted Eli to touch me during our late-night snacks and was annoyed that he never did. Now…now that I got more than I ever bargained for, I don’t know what to think.
When I look at Eli again, he holds my panties in front of my face. “Look how much prettier they are with your blood and my cum staining them. I’m going to die a very happy man.”
“No. No, you’re not,” I disagree. I sit up and press my hands to his chest to shove him backward. With his pants lowered to his ankles, he staggers, his back hitting the wall behind him, giving me enough room to slide off the table.
