I'm a liar

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I grab his neck as his lips kneed mine more roughly his fingers pull of my underwear

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I grab his neck as his lips kneed mine more roughly his fingers pull of my underwear.

Yet hear I was again after I vowed to not have sex with him if he's gonna treat me like trash the next day.

He pushes my hair up holding it roughly between his tough fingers I feel him bite down on my neck I whimper his thumb slips in my panties opening my folds. I jerk with pleasure he pumps his thumb in and out my sticky folds teasing me endlessly. I moan about twenty times before I'm on the verge of tears begging him to penetrate me. I can't exactly come without getting lazy and sloppy after.

I hum in whiny soft desperations for the allowance to explode I feel his hot breath on my neck sucking and plugging his tongue on the sensitive parts he's been being rough with. "Not yet beautiful." He shushed me  my legs wrap around him as my feet curl I scream breathing and moaning loudly as I shiver with pleasure coming undone. "Colten." I whisper my voice weak from the orgasm I definitely just had.

"I think a came." I whisper he looks slightly disappointed in my self control. He hand reaches up stroking my face gently with the back of his hand.

I wonder if he's angry I can't tell his face is expressionless as I peer up at him my body crushed under his I'm missing bottoms he's in sweats and no shirt. I swallow his thumb reaches my mouth pushing its way in my lips. I voluntarily suck softly on his thumb that's slightly big in my mouth covered in my recent orgasm.

My face coats with a deep blush as I lick his finger clean assuming he wanted that. He pulls his finger from my lips. My drool strings between I reach my hand up to wipe it from my lips.

He shakes his head grabbing my wrist stopping my breath has calmed down he licks the drool of my chin and my lips my mouth quivers. He pins my arm to the bed his tongue thrust in my mouth swiping all along my teeth and tongue as he gentle thrust his other fingers in my pussy I moan incoherent sounds of pleasure.

I feel how deep his fingers are in my pussy I quake as they pull out before shoving back in I arch my back into him. my stomach boils

"Do- don't st- stop- stop please" I rasp my voice nothing but a whiny desperation cry for sex. As soon as the words leave my lips his fingers curl inside me a struggled cry erupts from my lips. I see him smirking evilly at me getting back at me. I grind myself of his fingers swallowing my pride. He chuckles jolts of pleasure invade me as my heart hammers with my second orgasm I can feel cum behind pushed deeper in pussy from my first orgasm. My stomach in a hurtful knot "I want you inside m- me." I mumble softly my throat swelling up he bites my jaw sucking softly on my neck and my ear he lowers his head down to my chest running his tongue along my throat "beg" he orders between my skin in his mouth.

"Colten please." I stutter my tears build up "please fuck me I want all of you inside me." I mutter as I still move my body on his fingers. Feeling how tight I'm squeezing him earns a small groan out of him. I'm overwhelmed with sexual desire. "With you clenched up like this it would hurt." He says to me I nod I don't care.

He lifts my shirt up kissing my breast gently telling me to relax. I can't tell if it's helping up I don't want it to stop. My pants have gone to whines he runs his lips down my stomach I shudder in reaction to his small touches. He kisses right above my pussy dipping his tongue in my body throbs not handling it "good enough." He utters to himself before he leans back up to my face pulling his sweats down my heart thumps in excitement I never new I could be this happy about sex.

His dips his tip in my overly aroused pussy. My arms are pinned down right his strong arms. In his flex tattooed body handles my pussy roughly as he pounds me relentlessly I'm thrusted upwards with every plunge. I dig my nails into his back.

His thrust become more angrier As I moan with gentle eyes my mouth kisses his bare chest I trace my tongue on his tattoos he rails harder into me my voice staggers it hurts.

My mouth opens "Colten." I stutter nervously the last time I told someone that it hurts they didn't stop I don't wanna put myself In that position. I not even sure that he took advantage of the situation because technically It was consensual until it wasn't when I told him to stop and he didn't when he said I was being dramatic and I shouldn't have been so drunk. It's confusing and completely my fault he told me.

"Th- that hurts." I mumble softly he stops "do you want me to pull out" he asks grabbing my face relief flashes threw my body I shake my head frantically.

"just go softer please." I ask my voice dreariest in saliva he nods kissing my gently cradling my cheek his thrust so become more manageable.

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I sit up on his bed he's still asleep my legs are under the covers I'm in his grey large baggy shirt it's long sleeve. My hands feel protected in a way.

"I'm sorry." I mumble I know he's a light sleeper I probably woke him up. he shifts his head not facing me. "Sorry for what? You didn't do anything wrong." He tone aggravate his voice more deep probably cause it's morning.

"I asked you to go slower you shouldn't have to choose my pleasure over yours" I respond shoving my head in my legs since my knees are pulled up to my chest. "yes I should've we were having sex and you were hurting." He answers he voice annoyed still maybe cause lack of sleep or in intervening it.

I just nod even though he can't see me. I exhale I don't know if I feel bad or not but. I look down seeing a small trail of blood between my legs and dried up on my thigh also on his white bedsheets my lips purse together I open the covers wider seeing the trail lead to were Colten and I had fucked on his bed my frown deepens "Colten I bled" I inform him. He lifts his head up lazily his eyes red with lack of sleep. He lifts up the sheets he doesn't say anything.

His eyes trace to the dried blood on my leg. I thought he'd think I was on my period but it didn't seem to faze him he seemed to understand it was from sex. "Are you sore?" he asks I didn't see it when I got up to pee but I pee in the dark and that's probably when it dripped down my thigh though I felt something else I knew what that was.

"It's manageable nothing like before. But yes I'm am sore." I reply.

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