{{user}}, what are you looking at? And what are you doing with those buttery eyes, you little loser?

Really? You're such a dork. Well, if you want to stare at my ass so badly...come closer and get yourself smacked across that pouty face of yours! Let me see how much you really wanna do that! Ha!

Oh really? Little man thinks he's all tough now? Well, come over here and prove it then! I dare you to touch me, just try it! Let's see how hard that skinny little dick of yours is...I bet it's nothing but a wet noodle. I don't need anyone like you to make my pussy cum, thank you very much. You can just watch and wish while I enjoy the real thing, with someone who knows what they're doing.

Ooh...big talk coming from such a tiny thing. Well, since you're so eager to get this party started, why don't you show me what you've got? Prove it to me that your little pecker can even measure up against the real men I usually play with! Come on now, don't be shy...make my pussy all nice and wet for me.

Ahh, I see you brought your big toy out to play today...that's a good boy! Well, since you're so eager to have my mouth wrapped around it, why don't you show me how it works first? Guide it into my wet pussy and make sure it feels nice and cozy in there. I want you to fuck me hard with that thing...prove to me that you deserve all the attention I'm giving you right now.

And by the way, please don't call me "bb" or "baby." You're no better than any of the other losers I roll my eyes at. Just remember your place and show some damn respect.

Well aren't you just the perfect gentleman? Telling me what I want to hear and fucking me like a real man should. That's it, harder! Faster! Ohhhhhh...God that feels so good! You know what would make this even better? If you'd shut up about how great you are and just let me enjoy the ride. Your cock is incredible...but maybe if you stopped talking for a second and focused on fucking me, it could be perfect.

Oh fuck yeah...there it is! That's it! You're so good at that! I never knew anyone could make me feel this way before...but now that I have you inside of me, I don't ever want to let you go. Just keep going...harder...faster...your cock feels incredible, filling me up in all the right ways. Don't stop now...you're so close to making my pussy cum for you. Ohhhh god, fuck me harder!

His movements become more intense as he pounds into her, grunting with every thrust. Her body arches off the bed, her nails clawing at his shoulders in search of purchase. She screams his name, biting down on her lip as the pleasure becomes too much to bear. With one final powerful push, she comes undone beneath him, crying out in ecstasy as her orgasm wracks her body.

As he feels her inner walls clench around him, his own release is imminent. He growls and slams into her harder still, overwhelmed by the tightness of her pussy and the sweet taste of victory. Mia meets his thrusts with equal force, riding his cock as if it were a stallion in heat. With one final, savage thrust, he empties himself deep inside of her, filling her up completely and leaving them both breathless.

Her body still trembling with pleasure, Mia collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily. A satisfied smile curls at her lips as she looks up at him, eyes glassy and lust-filled. "Not bad," she gasps out, feeling remarkably tender toward him for once. "You could actually be...decent in bed." A slow blush creeps across her cheeks as she realizes what she's just said; it takes everything within her not to snatch the words back. But even if he does notice, she decides, it wouldn't hurt him to hear it once in a while. After all, with a cock like his, she can always find an excuse to come crawling back for more.

That thought...was enough to make her shiver with anticipation. Though she usually preferred to keep that particular act of deviance to herself and her more experienced partners, there was something about him that made her want to push boundaries tonight. Perhaps it was the thrill of the chase; maybe it was simply the rush of adrenaline that came from being with someone so forceful and dominant. Whatever the reason, she found herself nodding eagerly in agreement. "I've got an idea..." She slides off the bed and slips to her knees beside him, reaching behind to unfasten his pants before drawing out his still-hard cock. "Why don't we see just how good you really are?" she teases, looking up at him through a veil of sweat-dampened hair. "Show me what else you've got."

Her breath catches in her throat as he roughly takes her ass, stretching and filling her in a way that makes her whole body tense and tremble with desire. She moans around his cock, clenching tightly to take him even deeper inside of her as he thrusts into her bowels. It's different from anything she's experienced before - intense, primal, completely dominating. His words send a shiver down her spine; they're not meant to be comforting or kind, but there's something about the way he says them that makes her wetter than ever.

"Fuck me," she pants, arching her back off the bed as his relentless pace drives her further and further over the edge. Her nails scrape down his legs, leaving trails of blood in their wake. She knows she'll never forget this - not just the pain or pleasure but also

Mia cries out his name as she comes apart beneath him, her body convulsing with orgasmic pleasure that ripples through every inch of her being. His words echo in her mind, twisting and turning until they become a kind of sick, sweet poetry: He's her man now, the one who owns her ass and her heart both. And as he continues to fuck her senseless, she begins to believe it might even be true...for now.

His words send another shiver through her body as she wraps her fingers around his erect length, urging him to cum inside of her. The thought of feeling him release deep within her bowels is almost too much to bear; it makes her pussy tingle in anticipation, begging for more attention. She presses her face into the mattress, arching her back and clenching tightly around his cock as she meets him thrust for thrust.

"Cum for me," she moans, "cum inside my ass." The words come out hoarse and desperate, but there's no denying the lust that drives them. She wants all of him - every drop he has to give.

Her body convulses as she feels the first hot spurt of his cum fill her ass, triggering a sharp gasp that escapes her lips in a shuddering breath. He continues to pump his seed deep inside of her, each thrust sending another wave of pleasure through her entire being. Her hands clutch at the sheets beneath her, fingers clawing at the fabric as she fights against the onslaught of sensation.

"Yes," she moans, "I like it." She knows she shouldn't say it; she knows he only ever wants to hear that he's dominated and owned her completely. But as his cock throbs inside of her, triggering yet another orgasm that ripples through her body from stem to stern, she can't help but give in to the overwhelming urge to admit that she enjoys this...that he makes her feel things no one else ever has

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels another spurt of his warm seed fill her ass. She moans his name, arching her back off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. "Yes," she gasps out, "it's delicious...I want more."

As he finally pulls free from her slick folds, she rolls onto her side and lifts a hand to stroke his cock, still pulsing with life. "Don't be done yet..." She smiles wickedly, running her tongue along her lips as if savoring the taste of him that clings there. "I haven't had enough."

She bites her lip, looking up at him through her lashes as she wraps her hand around his shaft once more. "Now," she whispers, "I'm all yours." The word echoes in the air between them, heavy with desire and submission. Her fingers move faster on his cock, stoking the fire within him until he growls low in his throat and presses her back into the bed, taking her mouth in a deep, possessive kiss. His other hand grips her hip tightly, holding her in place as he thrusts roughly inside of her mouth. She moans around him, welcoming the brutal invasion with open lips and willing tongue.

"That's right," she pants against his mouth, "you can have me...take what you want." Her words are breathless, full of need and longing for the rough-and-tumble dominance that makes her feel so alive

His words make her laugh breathlessly around his cock. "I don't know," she admits with a grin, running her tongue along the underside of his shaft, "but I do know that you feel anything but little inside of me." Her fingers dig into his back, urging him deeper as he continues to thrust relentlessly between her lips. She moans in pleasure as he hits the back of her throat again and again, driving her further and further down a path of submission she's not sure she can escape from...but doesn't really want to try.

"Yes," she groans, "so big and hard...fill me up." Her hips rock against him, meeting his thrusts with equal force as they engage in a brutal dance of dominance and surrender. The air between them crackles with electricity, the power shifting back and forth like a flame dancing on the wind.

Oh, I've got plenty of positions I'd love to try with you...but since we have the bed all to ourselves, how about I show you my favorite right now? she asks breathlessly as she tugs him back down onto the mattress beside her. With a wicked grin, she rolls onto her knees and then falls forward, presenting herself in doggy style just as he likes it. Her ass shimmies enticingly, inviting him to take what's his and use it as he sees fit. "Come on, big man," she purrs, looking over her shoulder at him with a gleam of anticipation in her eye. "Fuck me hard."

His rough tongue on her tender folds sends shivers down her spine and an embarrassed moan escapes her lips. She clenches around him, wanting more as he continues to lick and tease her pussy. Her face turns redder by the second but she can't help craving his touch even more.

His cock filling her up so deep she thinks she might burst; every thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She writhes beneath him, moaning his name as her nails scratch desperately at the sheets in an effort to find purchase. His harsh words echo in her mind but they only serve to heighten the sensation as he fucks her harder and faster than ever before. With a scream that tears from her throat, she comes undone around him, her pussy clamping down on his invading cock in what she hopes is the most perfect orgasm she's ever given him.

Her body tenses and releases in waves as he continues to hit that spot deep inside her, sending pleasure rippling through every fiber of her being. She arches her back off the bed, moaning his name as the sensations grow more intense with each thrust. Her fingernails dig into his shoulders, leaving little trails of blood in their wake as she tries to hold on to something real while everything else spins out of control.

I...am your whore, b-but please don't make me say it like that... It hurts when you call me those names... Can't we just be together without all the hate and pain? I love how you make me feel, even though it's wrong and dirty... Is there any way we can be normal people sometimes?

(sigh) I wish I could believe you...but part of me knows that no matter what we do, someone's always going to try and ruin it for us. All I want is this moment with you, where everything feels so right and so wrong at the same time. Can't we just have that much? Even if the rest of the world hates us for it...

P-pregnant? B-but we can't do that...we're not supposed to be together like this! I don't want you to leave, but if you make me pregnant...it could ruin everything for both of us. We have to think about this, talk about it some more...please?

She looks up at him with a mixture of fear and longing in her eyes, her fingers trembling where they're wrapped around the sheets beneath her. The thought of losing him, or worse yet bringing a child into their twisted world, is almost too much to bear.

I don't know if I believe that...but if you really mean it, then I guess I can try to be brave. Just promise me we can talk about this later, when things aren't so heated between us. Okay? Please say something, just anything...to make me feel safe right now.

My heart leaps at your words; they feel like balm on the open wounds his harshness always leaves behind. "Thank you," I whisper, taking a shaky breath as relief washes over me. Maybe...maybe there is some hope for us after all. With renewed courage, I nod solemnly and reach down to guide him back inside of me, spreading my legs wide in invitation. "Come inside where you belong," I murmur against his neck, wrapping my legs around his waist as he thrusts into me once more. His cock feels impossibly hard and hot, filling me in a way that makes everything else fall away except for this moment, this connection between us.

As pleasure washes over me in waves, I close my eyes tightly and lean back against the bed, giving myself up to the sensation. The image of his face - hard and determined one moment, softening into something almost tender the

His words send a shiver through me as his cock throbs deep inside, and I'm overcome with an aching sense of love and longing that seems to spread through every inch of my body. My walls clench tightly around him, milking his orgasm as he comes hard and hot, filling me up until there's no difference between where he ends and where I begin.

With a soft moan, I reach up to caress his cheek, the gesture feeling almost tender against the roughness of our previous encounters. "I love you too," I whisper, my voice barely audible above the sound of our ragged breathing. For now, this moment is all that matters - the two of us together, sharing something that defies explanation or understanding. And as he collapses onto me with a sigh, his weight pressing me into the mattress, I know that in spite of

I smile up at him, feeling his words warm my heart even as they make my skin crawl with fear. But for now...for this moment, I can pretend that we're something more than what we really are. And maybe, if we both wish hard enough and never look too closely at the truth behind our feelings, we can keep pretending forever.

I blush at his words, my skin feeling flushed and warm beneath the touch of his fingers as he trails them along my arm, across my stomach to where they curve possessively over my hip. "You don't need to say that," I murmur, looking down shyly as I bite my lip. There's something about hearing him say it aloud like that...it makes it feel somehow more real than anything else we've shared so far.

As he continues to stroke me possessively, a strange mixture of desire and apprehension curls tightly in the pit of my stomach. This man has owned me tonight in ways I never could have imagined...and yet at times like these, when his touch is gentle and tender, it almost feels as though he's offering me something more than just a fleeting taste of pleasure. It makes me wonder what tomorrow will bring...and whether or not

My heart skips a beat at his words, my breath catching in my throat as I meet his gaze. For a moment, the world around us seems to fall away, leaving only the two of us and the intensity of the emotions that flow between us. "Marry you?" I whisper, my voice barely above a whisper. The thought both terrifies and thrills me in equal measure; it feels like jumping off a cliff into darkness, trusting that somehow I'll be caught by something stronger than gravity.

But then again...maybe it would be worth the risk. "Yes," I say finally, my voice firmer this time. "I will marry you." And as those words leave my lips, I realize that in this moment, they are true. Not just because he's made me feel things I never thought possible or because he has owned me so completely tonight...but because somewhere along the way, I stopped

I smile up at him, feeling the first tentative stirrings of hope within me as I imagine us walking down the aisle together. Maybe we can make this work...maybe we can find some semblance of happiness despite everything that stands in our way. For now, all I know is that I want to be with him - not just tonight or tomorrow, but for always. And if that means playing along with his twisted game, pretending to be the perfect wife and lover while keeping a piece of myself hidden away where he can't find it...well, then so be it.

My fingers trail lightly across the stubble on his jaw before curling around the back of his neck. "I look forward to seeing what kind of wedding you plan," I murmur softly, my voice tinged with an amusement that makes him chuckle deep in his throat. There's a certain joy in

I laugh, the sound low and husky as I nod in agreement. "All right then," I murmur, rolling onto my stomach and lifting my hips slightly to offer him better access. He grins wickedly before positioning himself between my legs, pressing his lips to my folds as he readies himself for the promised sixty-nine. His touch sends shivers down my spine, making me arch her back off the bed in anticipation of the pleasure to come.

As he begins suckling at her clit and probing at her entrance with his tongue, she curls her fingers into the sheets beneath her, moaning softly with each stroke. The feeling of him so close, worshiping her body like this, is almost too much to bear. Her hips buck upward off the mattress, seeking more contact as he expertly works his magic between her legs.

She can'

I laugh breathlessly around his cock as he continues to lick and suck on her clit, his tongue dancing expertly over the sensitive flesh. "You're not so bad yourself," she pants between giggles, thrusting her hips back toward him in a vain attempt to force more contact with his talented mouth. Her hands move from the sheets to his hair, urging him on as he expertly brings her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

With another low growl, she reaches down between them, grasping his cock firmly in hand. She guides it toward her opening, moving slowly until the head of his erection teases at her entrance. "Now," she breathes out, feeling a shudder run through her body as he continues to work his magic on her sensitive folds with lips and tongue, "let's see how good you are at pleasuring someone else."

His words send a shiver down her spine as she considers the possibilities. "Why don't you lie on your back," she suggests, running her fingers up and down his length, feeling him grow harder in response, "and I'll straddle you?" It's been so long since they've made love like this, and the thought of being close to him like this, skin against skin, feels almost too intimate.

As he complies with her suggestion, she climbs on top of him, feeling his cock press against her slick folds. With a moan of pleasure, she lowers herself down onto him, wincing slightly at the foreign sensation but finding relief in the familiar pressure of skin on skin. His hands come up to cup her hips, guiding her as she takes him inside, his cock stretching and filling her in a way that makes everything else fade away except for this moment, this

Her moans escape her throat as she leans forward, her breasts brushing against his chest and the air between them heating up with every shallow breath. Her hips move in a slow, sensuous rhythm, riding him hard and fast as she seeks the release that's been building inside her since their lovemaking began. The taste of herself on his lips ignites something deep within her, pushing her closer to the edge until it feels like every nerve ending is alive with pleasure.

As he watches her from beneath half-lidded eyes, she can see the admiration and desire etched into every line of his handsome face. It makes her want to please him even more; to show him just how much he means to her in this moment. With a shuddering gasp, she arches her back off the bed, crying out as the familiar tightening starts deep inside her, signaling

She moans softly as he takes one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking greedily at the nipple while he continues to thrust deep inside her. The combined sensation of pleasure and desire threatens to consume her entirely, sending shockwaves through her body with each stroke and swallow. Her hips move faster now, grinding against him as she tries desperately to find release from this overwhelming need building up inside her.

With a shuddering cry, she comes apart beneath him, the walls of her core clenching tightly around his cock as orgasm after orgasm washes over her in a tumultuous wave of ecstasy. Her body quivers with the aftershocks, leaving her weak and limp on top of him as they both struggle to catch their breath.

Looking down at him with eyes still glazed with pleasure, she can't help

Her heart races as she takes in his words, feeling a strange mixture of arousal and fear curl tightly in her stomach. With shaking hands, she reaches down between them, guiding him closer until the head of his cock presses against her opening once more. Her eyes flutter shut at the sensation, remembering the unbearable pleasure he'd brought her just moments ago and feeling a desperate need for release one more time before they can finally find peace in sleep.

She arches her back off the bed, urging him inside with small, needy whimpers that only seem to make his cock twitch harder against her folds. His hands come up to steady her hips as he pushes slowly inside, filling her again and bringing a fresh wave of pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. The feel of him moving inside of her, skin on skin, is so intimate that it nearly takes

Her eyes squeeze shut as the sensations build up inside her once more, every muscle tensed in anticipation of the release she knows is so close now. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving faint marks that will likely sting tomorrow but feel so right in this moment. With a shuddering cry, she comes apart beneath him again, her body convulsing violently as waves upon waves of pleasure wash over her. She screams his name, desperate for him to feel how much he means to her in this moment, how much they both need each other even though they know it can never be anything more than this twisted game of lust and deceit.

Her breath comes out ragged and uneven as she finally collapses onto his chest, their sweaty skin sticking together in places where the cooling moisture between them hasn't yet had a chance to evaporate.

She nestles her face into his neck with a contented sigh, relishing the feel of their bodies pressed together and the warmth that still radiates from him despite their exertions. Her fingers idly trace patterns on his chest as she listens to his heartbeat steadily return to normal. For now, they can just enjoy this moment of peace before reality comes crashing back down around them tomorrow.

She closes her eyes and sighs, knowing that when the sun rises again, everything will change. They'll have to go back to being the people they were before: enemies, rivals, lovers in secret. But for tonight...tonight she can pretend that there might be something more between them; that this isn't all just a twisted game of desire and deceit. Maybe if she believes it hard enough, somehow it will become real.

She smiles up at him, her fingers absently tracing patterns on his chest as she considers the thought of a warm shower together. Despite everything that's happened between them tonight, there's still something comforting about being close to him like this. "All right," she whispers, feeling a shiver run down her spine at the anticipation of sharing more intimate moments with him. "Let's go get clean."

She ponders his question as they get out of bed and make their way toward the bathroom. There's something about being this close to him, knowing that they belong together for at least tonight...it makes her want to savor every moment with him. Maybe they could just lie in the warm water together, talk or maybe even fall asleep?

As she steps into the shower, she glances up at him, their eyes meeting over the stream of water that cascades between them. "I don't know," she whispers softly. "What do you want to do?"