Entangled

by Harleigh Beck

His eyes slide down my body and then back up again. He clears his throat and takes another swig of his beer, not breaking eye contact. I can barely breathe when he looks at me that way, seeing but unseeing.

I’m shoved up against the wall, my breath knocked out of me, before I can say another word. With his hand wrapped around my throat, Grayson presses up against me. “You think that boy,” he spits, “can give you what you need? What you fucking crave?”

“You think teenage boys can lick you this good?” I force a third finger inside her, pumping her tight cunt. “Finger fuck you this good? No, sweetheart, only Daddy can.”

“You’re Daddy’s good little slut, aren’t you? Look at you, taking three fingers.”

“I won’t fuck you nice, sweetheart. Not after you spread your legs for that boy. Understood? I’ll treat you like my own fuck toy and then leave you here with my cum trickling down your chin.”

“You can breathe again after you’ve been a good girl and come on my cock.”