Only You Sweetheart
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Adult ++
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
34
Views:
15,930
Reviews:
232
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Stop?
Matt bit hard into her lip making blood slowly drip down her chin, he smiled as she called out in pain, he wiped it away with his thumb and then dipped it into his mouth delighting in her disgust. He was too far-gone, he couldn’t stop. He didn’t fully understand why he was punishing her to such an extent but kissing him and then throwing it back in his face had angered him more then anything before. She needed to pay, she needed to know that he was never ever going to go away, he would always be there, she would always be his. She needed to know this and he was the one who was going to show her.
“Make me come again babe” his tongue licked at her ear lobe, Charlotte coughed back the tears. He had already made her blow him, he had laid down on his back and made her tell him exactly what she was going to do, he made her kiss him all the way down his chest and stomach and then he made her take him. He swore blind that if she fought at all or tried to escape or hurt him he’d make it a hell of a lot worse for her, he’d beat, rape and torture her until *he* decided it was enough and he was so hot for her that that would take a very time. He also promised if that wasn’t enough, he’d rape the woman from the supermarket, and after all he didn’t love her like he loved Charlotte so he might end up being too violent with her.
He rolled Charlotte onto her side and did the same himself so he was facing her, she felt him take her hand and rub it against him “Do it yourself babe” Charlotte cringed but did what he said, she felt him grow hard, she lowered her head but he lifted it back up again. “No …” his eyes were closed and his lips were shaking slightly, sweat had formed on his forehead “kiss me” Charlotte leant in and kissed him, her hand still rubbed against him, through the kisses he moaned her name and his hands caressed her head and hair. Charlotte felt him come on her hand and she pulled it away as quickly as she could. Now that he was more conscious of the situation he kissed her again, rolling back on top of her. He wasn’t going to stop, he wasn’t himself when he was this close and intimate with her, parts of him became animal like, he had to have her – by any means possible.
Charlotte screamed when his teeth dug hard into her shoulder, his fingers dug deep into her hips. “You don’t like the pain do you Charlie?”
“Why are you doing this?” she sobbed, he kissed away the tear running down her cheeks. “Because you made me think you wanted me” his lips brushed against her own “Because you don’t know what its like to see and touch you everyday and still not really have you” he softly kissed her forehead his hands stroking the back of her neck “Because I need to feel that you are in as much pain as I am” he moved his lips to her ears and kissed them tenderly “And because I can”
His tongue shoved so far back in her throat she gagged, but he didn’t release his mouth from hers. He brought his leg up and dug his knee into her lower stomach, Charlotte pushed herself up to ease the pain but he didn’t free his leg from her now bruised stomach and his tongue continued to attack hers. Charlotte was choking, she needed air, she needed him to stop but he wouldn’t. The force of his knee was making her panic and the movements of her mouth as she tried to escape from his were intoxicating. Finally he let her breathe and he released his knee from her stomach, he smiled sweetly at her and ran his fingers gently over the now sore area on her abdomen. “Want me to kiss it better?” He didn’t wait for an answer, his tongue ran over her tummy as did light kisses. She cringed and winced at the thumping his leg had left on her stomach.
He dipped one of his fingers in side of her, she gasped not expecting it. He pushed it in further and rubbed it softly against her, he dipped two more fingers in, thrusting them in harder now, Charlotte winced in pain, he was being rough but she knew he would still make her come and that would just make him want to continue pleasuring and hurting her. “Please Matt stop”
“Stop? You don’t like my fingers baby?” he wasn’t stopping he was looking at her pained expression “Perhaps you want something else to take there place?” he smirked at her change of expression from pain to fear “Hmm, what can it be? Well we’re not gonna make love, not yet, so I guess I’ll have to use a more unusual instrument to pleasure my girl, yeah?”
“Oh god, no” she whispered quietly, it was a horror story brought to life.
“No? But you asked me to stop”
“I know but …”
“No buts darling”
He leant over to the counter next to the bed and brought out his new toy.
“Women use these to pleasure themselves so you shouldn’t have any worries babe” he smiled as he waved it in front of her face, he then shoved it into her hard and fast, Charlotte screamed in agony. “That’s it, scream for me babe, I’m not gonna stop” Charlotte finally did something he asked, she screamed for him. His thrusts were cruel and hard, only doing it to cause her pain. She shut her eyes as tight as they would go; it wasn’t real if she couldn’t see it. Agony shot through her body, the pain was unbearable. “Do you think your bleeding yet?” he laughed evilly, he knew she was in a great amount of pain. It was for the best. After a lifetime of thrusts he stopped and threw it to the floor, “Do you think you bled Charlotte” he dipped one finger into her and withdrew a blood stained finger “Yep” he licked at his finger, all the while smiling at the horrified beauty lying beneath him. She was too weak and in too much pain to say anything at all, she just whimpered quietly as she waited for his next move. He brushed some hair out of her face and left a lingering kiss on her lips.
“I’ll make the pain go away now” he smiled at her and lowered his back to where the pain was, tending to it with his tongue. At first Charlotte didn’t feel anything, the pain out shone anything else but after time the pain started to die and his tongue began to replace the hurt with another feeling. One that made her feel worse, her back arched as the ripples of pleasure shot through her body. She hated herself for being able to feel pleasure after so much pain and humiliation but she recognised a long time ago that her body betrayed her at his slightest touch. Bof thf their moans could be heard as his hands stroked the sides of her hips as his tongue furiously ed aed at making her come for him. Once she did he came back up and beamed at her proudly.
“Now we can make love.”
“Make me come again babe” his tongue licked at her ear lobe, Charlotte coughed back the tears. He had already made her blow him, he had laid down on his back and made her tell him exactly what she was going to do, he made her kiss him all the way down his chest and stomach and then he made her take him. He swore blind that if she fought at all or tried to escape or hurt him he’d make it a hell of a lot worse for her, he’d beat, rape and torture her until *he* decided it was enough and he was so hot for her that that would take a very time. He also promised if that wasn’t enough, he’d rape the woman from the supermarket, and after all he didn’t love her like he loved Charlotte so he might end up being too violent with her.
He rolled Charlotte onto her side and did the same himself so he was facing her, she felt him take her hand and rub it against him “Do it yourself babe” Charlotte cringed but did what he said, she felt him grow hard, she lowered her head but he lifted it back up again. “No …” his eyes were closed and his lips were shaking slightly, sweat had formed on his forehead “kiss me” Charlotte leant in and kissed him, her hand still rubbed against him, through the kisses he moaned her name and his hands caressed her head and hair. Charlotte felt him come on her hand and she pulled it away as quickly as she could. Now that he was more conscious of the situation he kissed her again, rolling back on top of her. He wasn’t going to stop, he wasn’t himself when he was this close and intimate with her, parts of him became animal like, he had to have her – by any means possible.
Charlotte screamed when his teeth dug hard into her shoulder, his fingers dug deep into her hips. “You don’t like the pain do you Charlie?”
“Why are you doing this?” she sobbed, he kissed away the tear running down her cheeks. “Because you made me think you wanted me” his lips brushed against her own “Because you don’t know what its like to see and touch you everyday and still not really have you” he softly kissed her forehead his hands stroking the back of her neck “Because I need to feel that you are in as much pain as I am” he moved his lips to her ears and kissed them tenderly “And because I can”
His tongue shoved so far back in her throat she gagged, but he didn’t release his mouth from hers. He brought his leg up and dug his knee into her lower stomach, Charlotte pushed herself up to ease the pain but he didn’t free his leg from her now bruised stomach and his tongue continued to attack hers. Charlotte was choking, she needed air, she needed him to stop but he wouldn’t. The force of his knee was making her panic and the movements of her mouth as she tried to escape from his were intoxicating. Finally he let her breathe and he released his knee from her stomach, he smiled sweetly at her and ran his fingers gently over the now sore area on her abdomen. “Want me to kiss it better?” He didn’t wait for an answer, his tongue ran over her tummy as did light kisses. She cringed and winced at the thumping his leg had left on her stomach.
He dipped one of his fingers in side of her, she gasped not expecting it. He pushed it in further and rubbed it softly against her, he dipped two more fingers in, thrusting them in harder now, Charlotte winced in pain, he was being rough but she knew he would still make her come and that would just make him want to continue pleasuring and hurting her. “Please Matt stop”
“Stop? You don’t like my fingers baby?” he wasn’t stopping he was looking at her pained expression “Perhaps you want something else to take there place?” he smirked at her change of expression from pain to fear “Hmm, what can it be? Well we’re not gonna make love, not yet, so I guess I’ll have to use a more unusual instrument to pleasure my girl, yeah?”
“Oh god, no” she whispered quietly, it was a horror story brought to life.
“No? But you asked me to stop”
“I know but …”
“No buts darling”
He leant over to the counter next to the bed and brought out his new toy.
“Women use these to pleasure themselves so you shouldn’t have any worries babe” he smiled as he waved it in front of her face, he then shoved it into her hard and fast, Charlotte screamed in agony. “That’s it, scream for me babe, I’m not gonna stop” Charlotte finally did something he asked, she screamed for him. His thrusts were cruel and hard, only doing it to cause her pain. She shut her eyes as tight as they would go; it wasn’t real if she couldn’t see it. Agony shot through her body, the pain was unbearable. “Do you think your bleeding yet?” he laughed evilly, he knew she was in a great amount of pain. It was for the best. After a lifetime of thrusts he stopped and threw it to the floor, “Do you think you bled Charlotte” he dipped one finger into her and withdrew a blood stained finger “Yep” he licked at his finger, all the while smiling at the horrified beauty lying beneath him. She was too weak and in too much pain to say anything at all, she just whimpered quietly as she waited for his next move. He brushed some hair out of her face and left a lingering kiss on her lips.
“I’ll make the pain go away now” he smiled at her and lowered his back to where the pain was, tending to it with his tongue. At first Charlotte didn’t feel anything, the pain out shone anything else but after time the pain started to die and his tongue began to replace the hurt with another feeling. One that made her feel worse, her back arched as the ripples of pleasure shot through her body. She hated herself for being able to feel pleasure after so much pain and humiliation but she recognised a long time ago that her body betrayed her at his slightest touch. Bof thf their moans could be heard as his hands stroked the sides of her hips as his tongue furiously ed aed at making her come for him. Once she did he came back up and beamed at her proudly.
“Now we can make love.”