Page 48 of Asylum
She does it again, a tingling sensation gathering at the base of my spine. She looks up at me from beneath her lashes, and the trail of tears cascading down her face mixed with the drool leaking from the corners of her mouth are my undoing. My balls tighten, my cock slightly swelling before I drive down her throat for the final time, shooting my cum down her throat. She swallows every drop, and as I slip from between her lips, she breathes deeply.
Making my way down the mattress, my eyes catch on her needy cunt, swollen and begging to be filled. My cock hardens again as I grip her hips, flipping her onto her belly. I don’t give her time to process what’s happening as I slam inside her, my eyes rolling back in my head. I’m still sensitive, and the feeling of her wrapped around me has my legs shaking involuntarily.
My gaze lands on her perfect ass, bouncing as I fuck her hard, her screams and pleas fueling the monster inside me. Saliva drips from my tongue, landing on her asshole, and I use my finger to push it inside. She tenses, but I don’t stop. A deep moan leaves her lips as I add another finger. “I’m about to fuck your tight ass, little doll.”
She whimpers as I pull out of her dripping pussy, notching the head of my cock at her back hole. I take it easy on her, pushing inside slowly, giving her time to adjust. She watches me over her shoulder, tears leaking from her eyes, and my hips shoot forward, filling her completely. She screams, and I give her two seconds of reprieve before I begin a punishing rhythm. She’s a crying, blubbering mess, but her hips match mine, thrust for thrust.
“That’s my girl. You like my cock in your ass? You want to be my good, little slut, don’t you?”
She whimpers, and I slip two fingers inside her sloppy cunt, her arousal making it easy to slip in a third. I’ve filled all her holes in a matter of minutes, and she’s still begging for more. Olivia was meant to be my little whore from the moment I first saw her.
Perfectly packaged to satisfy my cock.
My thumb presses against her clit, my fingers slipping in and out of her as I drive my cock into her ass. It’s the perfect storm for an orgasm so powerful, she’ll never forget who she belongs to. She screams my name as her body locks up, her ass clenching around me so tightly, I have no choice but to succumb to my ownrelease. I pump her so full of cum, it leaks out around me as I slowly thrust in and out of her tight hole.
She collapses onto the mattress, and I do the same beside her, pulling her into my arms. While I’m not into feelings, and all the emotional shit, I do enjoy holding her.
She turns over, trailing her fingers across my cheek, down the center of my throat. She smiles shyly. “You know what the perfect ending to this shameful morning activity would be?”
“I believe we just experienced the perfect ending.” I grin as she smacks me on the chest.
“A drive on the back roads with the windows down, enjoying the fresh air.”
The euphoric afterglow ends abruptly.
Not this shit again.
After the fucking I just gave her, you’d think she’d be compliant, not fucking annoying.
Rolling out of bed, I slide on my briefs before leaving the room, seething at her audacity.
She should be grateful.
Content.
Instead, she always wants more. She’s never satisfied.
“Andrew!” She shouts, hurried footsteps sounding on the hardwood floor behind me.
Spinning around, I grip her biceps as she attempts to stop before crashing into me. “Am I not enough? Do I not treat you well? Give you everything you need? Stay by your side?” My anger is rising to a dangerous boiling point; one Olivia has never witnessed in this new life or the last.
“What?” She rears back as if I’ve slapped her.
“You’re always trying to leave!” I shout before storming through the house once again.
I need some fucking space before I do something I can’t take back.
I’m hot on his heels, following him through the house, gripping his forearm as he enters the foyer. “I’m tired of being trapped in this house.”
He jerks out of my hold. “You don’t need to leave. Didn’t you learn your lesson after the accident?”
“You think I wanted to get hurt? Lose my memory? Get to know my husband again? I had to relearn my fucking life!” It’s getting hard to breathe as I feel the walls closing in on me. “Fuck this! I’m leaving.” I’m in a t-shirt and sleep shorts withhis cum leaking down my thighs, but I don’t give a fuck. I have to get away from him. Heading for the front door, he grabs my wrist painfully, and I whirl around, slapping him across the face. “Don’t fucking touch me!”
Running towards the door, I yelp as he fists my hair, snatching my head back. “You’re not going anywhere. You belong to me.” He sneers as he pins me against the wall.
“Fuck you!” I scream at the top of my lungs. I didn’t know I had that in me, but damn it felt good.
His cold eyes meet mine for a split second before he backhands me across the face so hard my body falls sideways, my forehead hitting the corner of the entryway table. My vision blurs, piercing, blinding pain shooting through my head.