With Your Last Breath, I Want To Hear You Scream.

The Truth Will Eventually Come Out.

"What did I just do?" He said under his breath as he put his clothes on almost immediately after we finished. I wasn't sure what was going on.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked. I started pulling my clothes on too, unsure of what he was gonna do. I know I'm probably not the best he's ever had but what did he expect? I was a virgin.

"I don't want you here Colette. Just go," he said, pointing towards the door. I shook my head.

I stood with everything but my shirt on. He glanced down and his hand flinched. He wanted to grab it. I laughed to myself but was so confused and beginning to get angry. "Michael, what in the fuck is going on?" He raised his eyebrows at me. Fuck, I made him mad. "I'm sorry. I just...I don't understand. You can't just do what you did, take what you took, and act like it didn't mean anything."

"I've already told you to stay away from me and you didn't fucking listen. So what did I go and do? I slept with you. I made you think I'm some sweet guy and I'm not like that. I want to do so many bad things to you."

I wasn't gonna let him get out of this. "Then fucking show me!"

Before I could even blink he had me against the wall with his hands wrapped around my neck, choking me much more than he had in my dream. I was freaked out by how much it turned me on. I bit my lip. "Don't fucking talk to me like that."

I gulped hard. I wasn't gonna back down. "Show me."

His grip got tighter and my mouth fell ajar slightly. His eyes looked into mine like he was reading my soul as he slowly moved down to my half exposed boob. He made sure I was still watching him and closed his eyes, taking almost every visible part of my breast into his mouth and biting hard. I screamed loud and he bit even harder. I screamed louder and he smiled. "I wanna hurt you."

"So hurt me," I said, and I knew he was taken aback. He didn't expect someone as "sweet" and "innocent". But I'm not gonna lie, I was skeptical of what he might do.

One of his hands went up to my face. His thumb rested on one cheek while his fingers were on the other. He pushed my cheeks forward so my lips stuck out and turned my head with a lot of force, and his breath was on my ear.

"I'm not sure you want that," he said, his voice low. It sent chills down my back, but I wanted to know what he was gonna do.

"I want it."

The laugh that escaped his mouth almost scared me. "You're gonna regret that."

I was prepared for him to tighten his grip on my neck, or for him to smack me, almost anything, but he didn't. Instead he moved his hands down to my pants and crouched down. I was lost. This didn't hurt.

"What are-" I started, and that's when it happened, he reached around and smacked my behind so hard it practically made me tear up.

"Did I tell you to talk?" He questioned, looking up at me. I shook my head. "That's what I thought," he said as he started pulling my pants off. "I didn't say I was done. I want more." He looked up to make sure I was alright. "Okay?"

"Okay," I said. I trusted him. He would take care of me. I just knew he would.

He continued to pull everything off until I was in nothing but my birthday suit. He smiled and undid his jeans, standing straight up. He pushed his lips to mine and grabbed my arms, putting them around his neck. His hands slid down my body and stopped mid-thigh. He grabbed them and held me up, making me wrap my legs around his body. I felt him at my entrance again and I gasped.

"Excited?" He asked a cocky grin on his face. I bit my lip and looked away from him. "Don't be embarrassed baby, I can feel it. He grinned bigger and reached up. I thought he was gonna grab my face again but he didn't, he went to my hair, sliding his hand into it. "You want it?"

I bit my lip harder and nodded. "I want it."

"I know you do," he said after a big smile. He slammed me down onto him, pulling my head back hard by my hair. I screamed and he chuckled. "Your pain is my pleasure." I gulped hard. "There's something you need to know." I looked at him the best I could.

"You couldn't say that before you slammed into me like that?" I asked. He chuckled again.

"I wanted to give you an example," he said, then turned nervous. He pulled my hair again and I closed my eyes. His next words came out in a whisper. "I'm a sadist."

My eyes shot open. Oh fuck...

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Hey babes.(: I know it’s been a while since I updated this. I'm sorry for that. Really. Also, I've been thinking about doing one shots. Tell me what you think.(: Dedication goes to my best friend. She's new to Wattpad and she's been addicted to this story practically.(: