!! TRIGGER WARNING !!
Physical and s****l abuse in this chapter may be triggering for some. Please skip this chapter if this is something you struggle with. !!
“Oh f**k. Look, Amia,” Dylan murmured in awe. “My c**k 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 f*****g tight,” he grunted.
He moved back so he could stare d
