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“You want me to call you my little slut. You want me to degrade you, because that’s what you fantasise about. That’s what gets your pussy wet, right? That’s probably what you think about when you’re touching yourself, huh? You dream about it, don’t you? Someone calling you a whore, treating you like one, fucking you like one.”
“Why did you give him the sweater back?” I swear I see red, but I shove the bubbling bitterness away and lift my hand behind my head, grab the neck of my jumper and take it off. I don’t miss the way her eyes land on my exposed abdomen.
“Good, now lean back for me. I want to see all of you. I want to see the way your soaking wet cunt takes my cock.”
“It’s too much. You’re too big…I can’t…I can’t…” she cries breathlessly. “You fucking will. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be this wet, this willing, this easy for my cock,”
“If you don’t pass, you have to get one of those words tattooed on your body and I get to pick which one.” Her eyes go round and she tries to pull her legs away, but I don’t let her. “No, absolutely not.” I know she’s refusing because she knows which one of the two I’ll pick. I really like Landon Taylor’s property, but Landon Taylor’s cum slut might be the winner.
“Please,” I beg, my breaths harsh, knuckles white, and body painfully aching to come. “Please, Landon.” I severely and utterly fucked up. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking when I decided to provoke him. I really hate who I was a few minutes ago because we’re not the same person.
“That’s my fucking last name on your back. That means you’re mine, and I’ll be damned if anyone thinks they have a chance with you. Because it’ll never happen, right?”
“Ashamed that everyone will know how you like to get fucked? Both holes filled like a filthy little whore. Just look at you, easily taking my cock, just feel how deep it’s inside of you,”
“Let them know how easy and desperate you are for me. Let them hear you.”
“I’m in too deep, Julianna. Too fucking deep, that this”—I point at my chest, fisting my shirt close to my heart because it feels like it’s close to collapsing—“this doesn’t feel like mine! This goes manic when I’m around you. When I think about you. When I hear your voice. God, when I hear your voice, I fucking forget my own name. I forget it all, because when I hear it, when I hear you, it all disappears because nothing else matters. Nothing else exists!”
“Let me come!” I whine, not caring how I sound. He huskily laughs. “I’m not withholding them from you. You’re doing that on your own.” I blink a few times. “What? No, I’m not.” “You are because you want me to use you. Treat you however the fuck I want. My cum on you isn’t enough. Like the desperate slut that you are, your cunt gets off on it. That’s why you clenched your thighs right now, why you’re holding back that pretty little moan from me.”