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Maybe I know what his fury means. And I like his revenge. It gives me a good idea of how deep his feelings run.
Whatever it is, it turns me on and makes me wet.
I don’t think he gives a fuck. I don’t believe he thinks about it.
He does it how he does it because that’s how he feels.
His feelings may have to do with me. His feelings have probably a lot to do with me.
He’s dark. And I like him dark. Although this only whets my appetite. And soon, I’ll want to see more of this.
His thumb moves. His hard-on moves. And his fingers move on my clit at the same time.
Propped on my knees and palms, I welcome his pounding. It feels like punishment, and that’s exactly what it is.
He thrusts into me hard, and I feel pain and pleasure, a twisted sensation growing inside me, and it quickly shows.
Lowering my lids, I take in his slamming, shaking, pulsing between my legs.
Following his instinct, he picks up speed, plunging into me, gripping my hips now, his fingers digging deep into my flesh.
Out of the corner of my eye, I feed on the view of him rocking his hips, clutching my body.
The pain is real, physical, and emotional this time. And I close my eyes, clench my jaw and absorb his fury bravely.
He comes. Flooding my core, and without finishing me. It wasn’t his intention to do it, anyway. He would’ve done it earlier if he wanted to. He could’ve taken me to that point and made me come several times.
He wanted to see how I tasted after spending the night out.
Now he knows.
And maybe this is not even about me. Maybe it’s worse than I thought. Maybe it’s not even revenge.
He just wanted to see how he felt about me.
If this is how he feels about me, it’s horrible news. It feels like things are about to crumble. Like I fell into his trap.
I’m so confused, so hot, and so far from experiencing genuine relief.
He grunts and groans, his fingers pushing deep into my skin, his pleasure twisted. Not perfect as it used to be.
He pulls out and shoots the rest of his release across my back while I can’t even catch my breath, dark thoughts spinning in my head.
I don’t know if that was his intention, but he’s made a point. And I don’t like his point. I can’t fight it either because there are things I like about this and also things I hate.
He got me. Legs spread, pussy wet, my body wanting him. I sure wanted him.
And now my body wants him even more, while I truly want him even less. I don’t want him like this. Although I want his emotions.
Even dark and dripping with poison. I want them all.
Ugh… What is it that I want?
I got caught.
He’s caught me so cleverly, and I can’t even hold it against him.
Maybe he didn’t plan it, as I said before.
