!! TRIGGER WARNING !!
Physical abuse in this chapter may be triggering for some. Please skip this chapter if this is something you struggle with. !!
“Oh fuck. Look, Amia,” Dylan murmured in awe. “My cock is already slick with your juices. You’re already wet for me,” he groaned.
I felt the head of him as it pulsed inside of me. It pushed forward, followed by more of him. I keep my legs still as he slowly pushed inside of me. I jerked forward and pushed my head against his hard chest. He didn’t go easy on me, he forced himself into me as he pushed through resistance. Something tore as I took every inch of him.
“I have to punish you so you don’t do this again,” Dylan moaned. He thrust home and it hurt. “You’re so fucking tight,” he grunted.
He moved back so he could stare down between us. His eyes locked on where our bodies met. I’m too scared to move. I don’t want to make it worse but my eyes follow his and fear erupted in my chest when I see his hard length pull out of me.
Dylan and I have been dating since the summer before school started. It’s been a few months but I fell hard. We met when we ran into each other in the woods. We continued to bump into each other before he asked me out. He said he would wait until I was ready. He had been sweet and kind. I don’t know what changed but I avoided making him angry. The sweet Dylan I knew isn’t the Dylan that is doing this to me. My heart broke at the thought that he had never really cared about me.
Had it all been a lie?
“I-please—” I’m cut off when he jerked his hips forward and filled me again.
“Ah,” I cried out.
My mouth goes slack as pain shoots up my body. Tears pooled into my eyes as I looked up at the boy I’ve started to love. The boy I thought I loved. I’m so full but before I can adjust to his size, he pulled all the way out. Blood coated his length and his eyes twinkled as he smirked. He slammed into me again and I gripped his arms.
I dug my fingers into flesh as he grunted and took me the way he needed. He fucks me like a cheap whore and I have no choice but to take it. He drove into me without a care in the world if it would hurt me. He pulled out and turned his hips before he continued taking me. My legs shook with the new sensation and my breathing quickened like his. I closed my eyes as he gave and I took.
He ravaged my body and didn’t stop until the pain turned into an unwanted pleasure. I felt sick to my stomach as his breathing turned heavy. I opened my eyes to see him leaning back, his shirt between his teeth. His abs constricted with every quickened thrust of his hips. Sweat glistened and I looked away from his body. His hand around my neck disappeared and dropped down to my clit.
Electricity jolted up my body as he rubbed violent circles into it. I feel like I’m having an out of body experience as I watch his hard cock pull out and disappear inside of me. His fingers continued to torture my clit. I can’t get away. All I can do is pray that he finished soon. I tried to lift up but his other hand grabbed hold of my hip and he drove into me harder than before.
“Fuuuuck. You’re so tight.”
Please.
Please.
Get this over with.
I want this to stop.
Please.
Please.
“Please,” I beg.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “I love it when you beg. Such a fucking turn on,” he said.
He threw his head back and lost himself to the feel of me. Something is building, growing and growing until I can’t help it. My body shook as I fell of a cliff of feeling. I clenched around him as I sobbed.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he groaned.
“This pussy is mine. Do you hear me?” Dylan moaned. When I didn’t answer, he lowered his head and looked at me. His hand comes across my face and my head is knocked back against the seat. He grips my both sides of my cheeks and I’m forced to look up at him.
“Answer me!” His onslaught of thrusts continued, quickened, and became rough. “Answer me, Amia! Answer me now!”
“I’m yours,” I cried.
“Fuck yes. Say it again!” Dylan demanded.
“I’m yours,” I sobbed.
He moaned and leaned his head down until it rested on top of mine. He hardened inside of me as his movements became jerky. The car moved back and forth and the windows are fogged up. The tears have stopped and no longer run down my cheeks. I kept my eyes on the cloudy windows as he pulled out and thrust deep into me one last time. He stilled as he exploded inside of me. He twitched a few times before he fell on top of me.