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Rated 18+

CHERRY’S POV

I didn’t know what I was feeling. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. From our kiss I could tell that we were both trying to show the emotions we were feeling.

Anger, frustration and lust.

Dylan had his hand plastered at the back on my neck to hold me in place. His body was already flushed on my, pressed firmly as he devoured my mouth. 

What is this feeling? 

My back arched and I pressed my chest onto his, pulling him by the collar impossibly closer. 

I heard Dylan groan and his hips grinding onto mine. He was already rock hard and I was glad to see that I was the reason for it, even though he was drunk. 

Did I care though? Absolutely not.

He’s been the one I’ve wanted all this while. I finally was going to have him. 

Dylan pulled away from the kiss abruptly with a frown on his face. I thought that he had sobered up and the thought made my body tense. 

His eyes bore into mine as he stood frozen. 

I was confused and I felt vulnerable, what was he going to do?

I started to give up, he looked sober and had hatred in his eyes. I decided to leave, since my head was still spinning from dizziness. 

As I turned to leave, Dylan stopped me in my tracks. His hand gripped my wrists harshly and he pulled me to his chest once again. 

“You’ve always wanted me to fuck you haven’t you? So what makes you think you can walk away from me having made me this hard?” his nose rested on the crook of my neck and I felt him bit gently onto the skin. My body shuddered from his touch, it was electrifying. “Fuck you smell so good.” He groaned, pushing his hard cock across my stomach. 

I could tell by the hardness of it that it was big, and he did have girth. 

I didn’t know what came over me, but my hands moved on their own. Simultaneously, they moved one gripping his hair and pulling him down for another kiss, and the other rubbing against his hard on. 

I tried to work on his belt, everything seemed to be getting in the way. I wanted to touch him, to feel him against my hand. 

Dylan smirked against my lips, and grunted when I rubbed on him once again. 

“I would say take it easy but you’re such a hungry girl aren’t? I bet you want to fuck my cock with your hands and take me in your mouth.”

He moaned, his words causing my panties to flood with juices. I felt like I could cum from just his words. 

Once his belt was opened, I didn’t wait for the button to be opened, I took the zipper down and dove my hand into his trousers. There was still a material from his underwear blocking my hands, I groaned on frustration making him chuckle. 

Dylan grabbed my hand and paused my movement, then with his other he pinched the hem of his short and pried it open before dipping both my hand and his into his shorts. 

His eyes never left mine and my mouth opened agape when I wrapped my hand around him. He was big, and that only made my pussy pulse. 

“Do you feel how hard you’ve made me Cherry? If for only today I could have you, I’m going to fuck you like my life depends on it. After all you’re the one who ruined it for me.”

His hand left mine from his short and glided till he got to my breast. With eyes still on me, he took a handful of it into his hand and kneaded on it. He took the nipple between his thumb and fore finger and rolled it. 

My eyes rolled to the sensation and I moaned, wanting more, needing more. 

But not yet. 

I smacked his hand away before he could make me a mess. 

Then I immediately dropped on my knees, pulling his pants down as I did so. His cock sprung and hit my face, it was alive. 

Dylan didn’t have time to react when I took his cock and shoved it in my mouth. I wanted to punish him with pleasure for all the mean things he ever said to me. 

He shut his eyes and threw his head back when I got to sucking. 

“oh that feels fucking good.” He moaned. I was elated. But I wanted him to cum so hard it hurt. To pay him back for all the hurt. 

I twirled my tongue around, nibbling and sucking on it like my life depended on it. And not long after, I felt him swell in my mouth. 

His hands flew to the back of my neck, he began to fuck my mouth relentlessly, making me gag with each stroke. Then I felt it. The splash of his cum streaming down my throat. 

Dylan didn’t pull out for me to spit his seed out, he stayed pressed at the back of my throat till tears formed and I was forced to swallow every bit of it. 

When he felt my throat swallow, he pulled me up and crashed his lips on mine, tasting his cum. But he didn’t care. He savoured every bit of it until I felt him grow hard again. 

Dylan let his claws pry out and he used them to shred my clothes in pieces until I was left naked. 

“That was a new dress!” I couldn’t help but exclaim.

“I’ll get you more if that’s what you want. Right now I need to be inside you.” He growled pushing me to the couch nearby. “I’d like a Taste of you but that can wait.”

He squeezed my breasts, taking on in his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. I moaned, taking a hold of his hair and pulling him closer. 

I felt him at my entrance, guiding his raging cock before slamming into me. 

I screamed, pain surging through me. Tears formed in my eyes faster than I could control them. 

“That’s for ruining my life. But fuck you’re so tight I don’t know how long I can hold it.”

He growled, his lips resuming work on my other breast. 

He didn’t wait, for me to adjust to his size but I didn’t need to. My pussy burned for him to take me. It was so wet the pain subsided in a matter of seconds. 

He drove his hips, deep inside me in fast strokes, then slowly. This went on a minute, then he gripped my face. 

“Keep your eyes on me Cherry, I want you to look at me as I fuck you with all the hate in the world. Watch me take your pussy and turn it red.”

The pleasure was too intense that I couldn’t open my eyes. I tried to tell him but my words were incoherent. 

I was getting close, so close but then he stopped and my eyes shot open. 

“I fucking told you to look at me didn’t I?” he growled angrily, gripping my breast and pinching the nipple painfully. That only made my pussy squeeze his cock. 

He groaned, “I’m not going to move if you don’t keep your eyes open sweetheart.”

“Please Dylan, move, I need you to move.” I begged him. 

“Then keep your eyes on me and beg for it.”

“Please fuck me, punish me.”

A squeak escaped my lips when his thrusted deep and hard into me, fucking me like the monster he was. 

My eyes threatened to roll but I kept them locked on his, my mouth parting from the waves of pleasure. 

Soon I felt my body start to convulse as did my pussy. “Fuck!” he moaned, shuddering on top of me and I felt him release his second stream for the night.