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I want to tell her I didn’t sleep with Anja, that I haven’t slept with anyone, but that would defeat the purpose. I want her to hurt. Fighting the urge to crawl in the bed with her, I leave and head back to my apartment.
Smdhh.
Tears form in my eyes, and I clench my hands into tight fists. The urge to punch something, to hurt someone like I’m hurt right now, is consuming me, but the only person to hurt is myself, and the people around me have done far enough of that.
True. Very true.
Before I can stop myself, I lunge for him. My hand moves on its own, striking him across the face. The slap echoes off the shower walls, and his head moves to the side with the hit. My hand tingles all the way through to my fingertips. I shouldn’t have done that, oh god.
Good for you
“Didn’t I tell you what would happen if you hit me again?” My mind flashes back to when I hit his arm after he took a bite of my candy. That feels forever ago now. Next time, I will hit you back… I can’t back down now, no matter how scared I am.
You go girl.
“You won’t hit me. I know you won’t.” Even as I say the words, I realize that I’m actually not so sure. The smile that graces his lips is so sinister, I visibly tremble. Danger crackles through the air, sparks of it igniting in my belly, telling me I should run, warning me of the danger ahead.
Oh boyyy
He drags me toward the center of the shower space, and I’m not sure what he is doing until he sits down and pulls me into his lap, leaving me draped over his knees with my ass up. “What are you—” His palm connects with my ass cheek without warning, and a sharp yelp of pain erupts from my throat.
I knew it . Lol
“Are you serious?” “Very.” He chuckles. His hand comes down a few more times, each time a little harder, or at least, it feels like it. I wouldn’t know since my ass is burning, and I feel humiliated being spanked by him.
😭
“Okay, okay!” I shout, while trying to wiggle out of his hold. “I get it. I won’t hit you again. I’m sorry!” “Are you, though? I think I better make sure.” His palm smacks against my tender flesh once more, and the pain brings tears to my eyes. “I’m sorry. Please, stop!”
Lol. Spanking isn’t for everyone.
His hand lands on my ass one more time, and I flinch, expecting him to continue punishing me, but this time, his touch is gentle. Like Jekyll and Hyde, his behavior changes, and he goes from punishing me to massaging the aching flesh. “Are you going to hit me again?” “No…” I wince.
Well..not today
hate you.” I seethe. Quinton grins like the fucking monster he is. “Maybe you do, but we both know you want me to fuck you, regardless of what I do to you.” “No,” I snarl. “You’re still a shitty liar.”
Lmaoo. Yupp. It’s kinda sad tbh.
“If I’m such a bad liar, then how could you not tell I wasn’t lying about the wire?” “I have proof!” he yells. “There is no proof,” I snap back without missing a beat. “There can’t be any because it never happened.
You tell him girl
If I was wearing a wire, then why did no one know about Matteo attacking your sister?” I open my mouth again with more to say, but I’m cut off when Quinton’s hand wraps around my throat.
Oooo. She ATE THAAATTT.🤭🤏🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽
“You still don’t know when to shut up, do you?” It’s stupid of me to poke the bear, but I’m angry and hurt, and the only outlet for my pain is the man who causes it all.
I’m here for it.
“And you don’t know when to be done, do you? I thought you were done with me, Quinton?” I smile even though on the inside I’m shaking like a leaf in autumn, seconds away from falling from the tree. Fire flickers in Quinton’s eyes, and he walks me backward until my back hits the cold, tiled wall.
She ate that to perioodd
She presses herself flat against the wall as if she can get away from me. In my time away from her, it appears she’s grown some balls, and strange enough, I like it. I like she pushes back against me. That she’s no longer the docile flower pushing up through the concrete.
Me too. It’s long overdue.
My gaze drops to her ass. It’s still red from where I spanked her, and for some odd reason, I like it. It’s as if I marked her skin, and I enjoy the visual of my dominance over her. I enjoy it very much. I want her begging me to stop while I continue to take. I want to be in control of her pain and her pleasure.
Yeah yeah yeah. We heard all of this already. 🙄
The last five minutes of verbal sparring have turned me on beyond words, and I’m going to give Aspen what both of us want. I free my cock from my shorts and fist the iron hard rod. Pre-cum is already beading at the tip, and I know it’s not going to take me long to come.
Welp
“No, I’m out. You can’t come inside of me.” She looks over her shoulder at me, her pretty eyes shining. I grin like a fucking psychopath. “Not inside your pussy, you mean?” “Quinton, I’m not doing that…”
You are a litle psycho. Lol
“Calm down. I didn’t bring lube, anyway. But mark my words, Aspen.” I lean into her until my mouth is inches away from her ear. “It’s going to happen, and soon. All of your firsts are mine, including that tight little asshole of yours.” She shivers in my grasp, and I relish in it.
Hot and cold. Day and night. Really has issues.. I swear he does.
As afraid of me as she might be, she’s also trusting, giving me complete control. She follows my command, and I use the new position to my advantage. Taking my cock into my hand, I guide it to her wet entrance and bury my entire length into her tight channel with one thrust. Fuuuuuuuuck.
Lmaaoooo.
The chaos around me pauses, the sounds, the fears I have, the misery and anguish. Everything becomes radio silence when I’m inside her, and maybe that’s part of the reason I hate her, because I need her to silence the demons. I’m weak without her.
Hmmm. One way to look at it.
I answer each little plea with a deeper thrust. My hips piston, and I grit my teeth as the pleasure builds. She’s squeezing me so tight it wouldn’t take me but a second to explode, but I’m not ready for this to end, and I’m not coming until she does.
Lowkey… that’s growth too.
“What is it about you that keeps me coming back for more?” I lean into her ear and tease her lobe with my teeth. “Every time I slip inside you, I forget that I’m supposed to hate you.”
Aye man. 🤷🏽♀️
“Yes…” “Tell me you hate me,” I growl. “I hate you,” she pants, her voice weak. I snake an arm around her and move from her belly and over her perky breasts to wrap my hand around her throat.
🤭
I keep her at this angle and position her so half her body presses against my chest. It’s about control and possession for me. Aspen is mine, to taunt, hurt, and pleasure.
Ohh. Yeaahh.
“Quinton…” Aspen groans. The way she says my name like she might die if I don’t finish the job makes me slam into her a little harder, and a second later, I feel her nosedive off the cliff’s edge.
Period
Our sweaty bodies mold together, and I allow myself one beat of time to be weak and lean forward, inhaling her scent deep into my lungs. She smells clean, flowery, but also like me. Perfect. Mine.
Hmm. Does she now
I’m floating back down from my euphoria when I realize I forgot to pull out. Fucking shit! I gently ease out of Aspen, and the evidence of my wrongdoing slips down the inside of her thigh.
Lmaaooo. Yall playing dangerous gameesss
I drink her in. Beautiful, she is fucking beautiful with her face flushed and her hair wild. She still appears to have a little wobble when she lets go of the wall and puts my shirt on.
Not his shirtttt
Her wearing my shirt doesn’t help with the alpha ‘you’re mine’ vibes I already have going on, but I must admit she looks good in it. “You look thoroughly fucked,” I point out. “Thanks, I wonder why,” she replies sarcastically.
Lmaaoo.
Her eyes are clouded with sleep, and my gaze gravitates down to her parted lips as she speaks, “Stay with me.” Stay with me… it’s an innocent request, but one that will ultimately become my ruin. It’s bad enough I can’t help the physical draw I have toward her. I don’t need to develop actual feelings.
Boooo. Stfu. I think we’re long past that.
“No. Go to sleep.” I say it a little colder than intended. She frowns but snuggles deeper into her pillow. “Is that what you do with Anja? Or do you actually treat her as your equal?” “I’ve never fucked Anja,” I admit. “Not planning on it either.”
So much for not wanting her to know that. Lol. Man you’re so down bad. Lowkey.
When I step into the eerily quiet hall, a strange tingling fills my gut. Someone is trying to hurt Aspen, and the only person who gets to terrorize her is me. When I find out who’s messing with her, I’ll kill them. I know it, even while knowing the consequences could be dire.
Lmaoo. Mhmmm. Okay. I’ll believe it when I see it.
I’m halfway down the corridor when I spot Matteo. He leans against the wall with his arms crossed like he’s waiting for someone. I slow, my gaze darting around the hall for anyone else. Matteo’s got it out for me, and I wouldn’t put it past him to ambush me. He’d be signing his own death certificate if he did.
Mmmm. Or Anja
“Quinton,” he greets. “Matteo. I’d say it’s nice to see you, but I don’t really give a fuck.” He laughs. “Same. I couldn’t care less about your existence. Now, Aspen… She’s a different story.”
Uh oohhh.🫣
“I’m not scared of you, Quinton. I’ve fought bigger monsters.” “You might not be right now, but you should be. Given the first opportunity, you’re dead.”
Period. I’m so over his crazy ass.
Matteo shakes his head. “All of this over that girl… that seems a little ridiculous. She’s a liar, a fucking rat. Or has that tight pussy put a spell on you?” “What she is doesn’t matter to you. Take the warning or don’t. Either way, I will fucking end you if you fuck with what’s mine.”
He said what he said❗️🤏🏽
“You might be the untouchable king of Corium, but you left your queen vulnerable,” Matteo yells after me. I don’t even bother turning around. It’s not me I’m worried about. It’s the person that is slowly becoming my biggest weakness. Aspen.
Yuuupppp.. at least you’re admitting these feelings and things to yourself finally.
He gave us both what we needed. I wasn’t even aware how much I craved his attention or touch until his fingers were on me, and he slipped inside my body. Each stroke told me how he felt,
🤷🏽♀️ ya got feelings.
Either way, I’m tired of letting everyone push me around and make me feel helpless. I will not stoop to their level and bully them, but I will fight back. I’ve been using Quinton as a shield, letting him protect me when I should have been able to protect myself.
👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 okay. So, let’s get to it Miss girl. I’m tired of you talking let’s see it.
The next morning, my alarm wakes me up at four-thirty AM. I pry my eyes open and shut the alarms off, wanting nothing more than to go back to sleep.
Ooo. I culd never😭🥴
I force myself to remember the way Matteo held onto me, how Xander grabbed me, and Nash pushed me on my knees. All those times, I felt weak. These memories make me get out of bed.
Good
“So, what should I do?” It feels weird asking Quinton for advice, but if he will help me, I’ll take it… unless. “Wait,” I throw up my hand between us, “before you answer this. I’m not doing anything in return. If you want to help me, then fine, but I’m done negotiating terms with you for every little favor.”
Perooddd
“Got it, sex comes free now.” “That’s not what I meant!” I yell, dropping my arm and fisting both hands at my side. A mischievous grin spread across his face. “You know you want me. You love when I fuck you.”
Lmaaaoo. Omg 😂😂🤦🏾♀️
I rush into the bathroom and find the floor covered with an inch of brown, murky water. My gaze moves to the ceiling, where I see the water spraying into the bathroom from what has to be a busted pipe.
Eewwww
I have nowhere to go at this time of night. Brittney is going to be at her place, and I don’t even know where that is. With Brittney out of the question, there is really only one place I would be remotely safe.
Yo phone dont work or something.. Call her
I already didn’t like the guy, but my hatred for him grows exponentially as I watch him open Aspen’s drawers. His meaty fingers dick through her underwear until he finds one he likes. He picks it up and brings it to his nose before shoving it in his pants pocket.
Eeeww. I knew he was creepy
He’s an old pervert, stealing some college girls’ panties. He isn’t the first, and he won’t be the last guy to do it. I should let this go; it’s not like Aspen would ever find out. No actual harm was done. I really should just forget about this. I should… but I’m not going to.
Lmaoo. Good
He doesn’t even see my fist coming until I hit his cheekbone with bone-crushing force. With a pained grunt, his head snaps to the side, and before he can recover, I follow up with a left hook to his chin. His eyes roll back, and his whole body goes stiff. Like a rag doll, his body crumbles to the floor, his head hitting the hardwood with a loud thud.
👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽
“Next time I tell you to fix something, you fucking fix it. Now, where are her panties?” At my question, his eyes go impossibly wide. So wide, I think they might pop out of his sockets. With trembling hands, he points his finger to his coffee table,
Beat his ass again.
