Cruel : Stepbrother Billionaire Romance by K C Payne Read Free Book Online

and said, “You like that, little slutty girl?” I nodded, “You like me slamming my cock into your throat?” I nodded again, breathing too hard to speak. Saliva ran in a dribble down my chin.
    “Now you’re going to get what’s coming to you,” his tongue traced his lower lip, “I’m going to fuck you till you shout and scream for mercy.” His teeth shone and his eyes gleamed. And his cock jumped in front of me.
    He turned me around and shoved me to the floor, onto all fours, “Get down, you little slut. That’s it, get down on your hands and knees,” he growled as his hand came up into my thong. His thumb poked inside me as his fingers rubbed around my hot mound and my zinging clit.
    His thick voice rumbled, “I’m going to fuck you like a little bitch,” as he squeezed and teased my aching, tender pussy. A deep tremor shook through me as his thumb pressed up and just below my g-spot, making me shudder and shake. “You ready for what my cock’s going to do with this?”
    Dimly I thought of Paul, and how I hadn’t meant to cheat on him, but it wasn’t the top of my list of needs right then. I would make it up to him. I wouldn’t tell him. I’d give him the best damn blowjob he’d ever had, and I wouldn’t even tell him why. It was all going to be good.
    Just so long as I got Tony’s cock ripping up inside me. And NOW! I couldn’t wait another second. He must have known, maybe by the way my ass poked up like an alley cat in heat, and he kept right on teasing me.
    Then he was on my back, his hot breath in my ear. His cock slid along my lips, pressed at the base of my clit, rubbed in my trimmed bush. I reached back to grab it. He slapped my hand away. Then my ass stung hot as he slapped me, hard across both cheeks.
    His voice scraped in my ear, “You, little slut, you wait until I’m ready to serve you,” and he chuckled. “I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready.” Then he slapped me again, all the while his thumb made circles right below my g-spot.
    The hard, slick bulb of his cock shoved against my swollen petals. My hips bucked. He slapped my ass. My back arched. He was just locked into my opening. I was practically howling to be fucked. He slapped me again. My hands clenched and my toes curled as my pussy press back onto him.
    He slapped me again. Twice. Hard. “What did I tell you?” his voice had an evil grin. He yanked my head back by pulling my hair, hard.
    Then he thrust into me, penetrating me deep, spreading me wide. His fat cock sawed right over my g-spot and my body convulsed. Waves of wild sensation splashed and cascaded through me. He pistoned through me, his breath hot and grating in my ear.
    My pelvis jerked as he slammed harder into me and I cried out. My mouth was wide and my eyes rolled. My face was on the floor, my arms flailing. My throat was thick and tight, my breasts heaved. His cock split me wider and reamed through my gushing opening.
    The walls inside me wept and clung onto his thick, pulsing shaft as it rocked and ground through me. His hips pummeled against my ass as his cock plunged deeper, driving me harder.
    My juices burst and gushed. I felt them trickle down my leg as I squealed and gasped. The force of his thrusts lifted my knees from the rug. I beat my hand on the floor and all of my muscles clenched hard and tight as I yelled in a wordless, guttural noise.
    I came again as he slammed into me and I collapsed onto the rug. Merciless, he flipped me onto my back and pulled up my legs. Garbled and barely coherent I said, “Wait. Just let me get my breath back, okay?”
    His fingers were already in my ass. He had some kind of cold gel or lube on them, because it made me bounce like an electric shock. Now I was oversensitive everywhere. And he wasn’t going to let up.
    He put my ankles over his shoulders and bent my legs as the dark amber pools of his eyes took a triumphal tour of the disheveled wreck that I was, moaning and twitching beneath him. I felt the