What exactly was she asking? Did I want to know how she knew I went out with Lindsay or that I killed her? It didn’t matter. I didn’t give a shit about either of those answers. Besides…
I sighed and reached down to unbuckle my belt. “No more stalling, Little Bird.”
While the conversational war we having was intriguing, I was done talking.
I looked over at my strung strung-up victim and unbuttoned my jeans.
That was when she started to panic.
There was a moment when fear took hold of people. It was fleeting and fast but unmistakable. Every muscle in their body would tense, and they’d get this expression on their face. This was the time I referred to as judgment hour. Once the masks and self-deluded facades of ‘everything will be okay if’ were ripped away, nothing was left but raw instinct. That was when the real person showed their face, and only two options were left.
Fight or flight.
Unfortunately for my Little Bird, flight wasn’t available. The rope around her wrists clipped her wings. That didn’t stop her from flipping over to inspect the knot binding her to the bed.
I wasn’t worried. Hell, it might be fun if she did get free. I could chase her down, push her face on the floor and fuck her hard. And then there was the view.
My jeans dropped to the floor as I rolled my eyes over the firm globes of her ass.
From this angle, I could see everything. The little arch in her back, the way her hips shifted, and that perfect pink pussy just waiting to be used. None of that was as erotic as the desperation quaking her petite form.
I grabbed my shaft and sucked in a breath. “Need some help Little Bird?”
“Fuck you,” she hissed without so much as darting her gaze my way.
Marnie didn’t want to look at me. It would shatter her illusions f she saw me standing here, stroking my length. Was she afraid of what was coming or that she’d like it? It was time to find out.
My knee pressed down on the bed, and she dropped face-first into the mattress. I almost laughed when her legs clamped shut and her ankles crossed. Only a virgin would think something like that would work.
“You’d have been better off flipping over.” I straddled her legs and slapped her ass. “There’s a reason most animals take it from behind. No matter how tightly you close your legs….” I swept my dick down between her shut thighs. “Can’t hide your pussy.”
The muscles in her back tensed as I brought my palm down on the other side of her ass. I had to hand it to her. Most people would’ve flinched. That hit was hard enough to send a resounding smack through the room.
“I’m not gonna lie, Marnie….” I pressed my cock against her opening. “This next part’s going to hurt.” And pushed in.
Fuck me. Her pussy fought against my grith and tried to force me back out. But I kept going, pushing past her tight muscles until I bumped up against resistance. It felt like it took forever to work the head inside her. I could already feel the need for release tingling up my spine.
My eyes were stuck on the delicate pink flesh squeezing my cock. It was just the tip, and she was stretched wide. All I wanted to do was slam in balls deep.
It took everything I had not to give in. Strain vibrated through my body while sweat dripped down my brow. Marnie was stiff as a board and needed to relax. If she didn’t, then I would tear her in half.
“Shhh,” I soothed while dragging my hand down her back. “You need to relax, Little Bird.”
I couldn’t stop as the head of my cock slid in and out of her. A primal need raged through my veins every time I bumped against that virginal barrier. I was barely hanging on. Then Marnie opened her big fucking mouth.
“I want you to remember this moment,” her glaring aqua eyes rolled her her shoulders. “Because my smile will be the last thing you ever see.”
Fuck control.
My resolve shattered with a hard thrust that had Marnie gritting her teeth to hold back a scream. I speared my fingers in her hair, yanked her head back, and snapped my hips forward. As hard as she fought to hold back her pain, a single tear still dripped from the corner of her eye.
“I wantyouto rememberthismoment.” I pulled her back, stretched her arms to the limit, and licked the tear off her cheek before whispering in her ear, “This is what it feels like to lose.”
There was no holding back after that.
I smashed her face into the mattress and fucked her with no remorse. I used her like my personal fucktoy, and didn’t give a shit about her cries to stop. If anything, they spurred me on. Every time she spewed a hateful remark my way, her hot little cunt fluttered and clenched. But the best part came with a soft, almost inaudible sound.
A moan.
