“Do yourself a favour, Bay,” he growled. “You can fight me all you want, but you ain’t gonna win. So you can lie back and let me do ya, or I can start fucking up your face. Either way, I’m gonna empty my load inside you. You wanna still look pretty when I’m done, you open your fucking mouth and relax. Up to you.”
Her brain screamed at her to lie still and do as he had told her. It was the least painful option, and it would be over eventually. Pride, however, had always been her undoing. “You think I’m going to just lie here and take it, you fucking window licking coke head? What’s the matter, Ben? Don’t have the balls to finish what you started?”
She was still struggling, and he was still holding her down with ease. A fucked up grin slowly spread across Ben’s face, and that was even more terrifying than the thought of him just hitting her. He slid his mouth to Lily’s ear and started to whisper, his voice coarse with arousal.
“You like it rough, baby?” he asked. “That it? You want me to hold you down and fuck you hard?” He slid his thigh again so that it was back in the exact position that had caused her clit to hum, and kept it there. Lily shuddered, her back arching off the bed before she could even think to hold still. “You wanna feel my dick stretch you wide open, huh?” he went on. “You wanna know how it feels when I pound the shit out of your cunt until you cry?” He felt her arching against him, and he let out an animal, guttural growl that made Lily flush with heat. He turned his head and buried his mouth into the sensitive skin beneath her ear, rasping his tongue along her throat until she couldn’t help but whimper.
He looked up, and forced her eyes to meet his. “You fucking like this, don’tcha baby? My little Back Bay fucking slut.”
That did it. Lily’s anger finally cut through the embarrassment of Ben feeling her respond to him. She still couldn’t break her arms or legs free, so she did the one thing that was still within her power. She spat in his face. He didn’t react for a moment, just held still over her, staring, until Lily’s saliva slowly dripped back down off his nose and onto her cheek. He loosened his grip on her hair, then smiled as he stroked his thumb over her face, smearing and rubbing her spit into her own skin. She turned her head away and he grabbed her by the chin to hold her steady.
“I don’t need you to fucking spit, Bay,” he growled. “You’re already wet for me. You think I can’t feel your cunt through my fucking pants?”
“Fuck you!” Lily hissed. “You’re dreaming, you asshole.” She never normally swore, but it seemed to be the only thing he understood.
“You think so?” Ben asked. He shifted his weight, used his other knee to force Lily’s thighs wider apart so that he could force both his legs between hers. He took his hand from her chin and slid it downwards, across her heaving stomach and down over the lilac lace of her underwear. He settled his fingers so that the tips danced across her opening, and the length of his digits pressed against her clit. Lily let out a moan of disgust; she could feel that she had dampened her underwear and the thought made her sick. He chuckled at her, then hooked his fingers under her pants and slid them directly onto her slick opening. He pressed gently, not enough to actually slide inside her, but enough of a threat that Lily didn’t dare move. His thumb followed, sliding onto her clit and rocking against it in a rhythm that made the muscles of her vagina pulse against her will.
Ben finally eased his fingers out of Lily’s underwear and she sighed in relief, until she realised what he was about to do to her. He slid his fingers over her mouth, watching as he coated her lips with her own juices. She groaned in revulsion and he laughed once again.
“What’sa matter, Bay?” he asked. “Don’t wanna see how you taste? Well, I do.” He lowered his mouth to hers once again, sucking her lips into his mouth as he hungrily took in the taste of her. He leaned on her again, sliding his cock until it rested right at her opening, and started to grind against her as he deepened the kiss. She squirmed, but it only made him harder. She had never felt so thoroughly enveloped by a man before, so completely at his mercy, and the fear of what he was going to do was rapidly being swallowed by her fear of how her body was going to respond.
Ben came up for air and rested his mouth against Lily’s ear once again. His breathing was ragged and hot against her skin. “Admit it, Bay,” he whispered. “You fucking want this so goddamn bad.”
She would rather die. “Yeah, Ben,” Lily agreed, her voice stony. “Let go of my arms, and I’ll show you exactly how much I fucking want it, you cock.” She felt that damned smile against her ear again, and Ben raised his head to look down at her.
“Wanna fight, huh?” he murmured, squeezing the flesh of her wrists as he held them to her pillow. “You think you can win, Bay?” He dipped his head and flexed the muscles in his back and shoulders for a moment, before meeting Lily’s eye again.
She was terrified, but she wasn’t about to let him see that. “I’ll wipe that cocky fucking smile off your face, for starters,” she replied, and he laughed, but he loosened his grip on her wrists.
“Well, fucking take me out then, baby,” he said, then released Lily’s wrists completely. She yanked them down to her sides, flinching as the blood flow returned to her hands. Her arms were useless, all shooting pains and jelly, but she couldn’t back down now. She took a deep breath to steady herself, and then slammed her fist into Ben’s jaw.
His head turned to the side with the force of her blow, and he shook his head, the sharp intake of breath confirming that she had actually succeeded in hurting him. “Shit, baby,” he growled, turning back to look at her. “That ain’t bad for a little rich girl.” As their gazes met again, he realised that her eyes were watering.
He grabbed her wrist and lifted her hand to look at it, and she flinched as he moved it. “Looks like you hurt yourself more than me though, Bay.” He slid his hand onto hers, and Lily hissed in pain-fuelled anger, snatched her hand from his and started punching, slapping and scratching, ignoring the agony screaming through her fingers.
She had a good amount of his skin under her fingernails, and maybe even a bit of blood, but no matter what she did, she couldn’t get Ben’s weight off of her body. He laughed at her fury, didn’t even bother to block her blows, and that just stoked her rage even further. She lifted her sore hand and landed a resounding slap to the side of his face that she had punched, and finally Ben had enough.
He grabbed her hands and held them still, staring her down as she continued to struggle against him. His arms were steel, and as he slowly lowered her hands back to the bed, crossed her wrists over and imprisoned them in one of his own hands above her head, there was nothing that she could do but growl in frustration.
For a moment he didn’t do anything but stare at her, but as her breathing started to calm down and he knew he had her full attention, he slowly parted his lips back into that damned cocky smile. It was his way of showing her that she’d lost, and Lily wanted to kick him in the balls, but she didn’t have the strength left to fight. She could feel the sting of her hand starting to swell, and Ben’s tight grip on her wrists was only making it worse.
“What’s the matter, dickhead?” Lily spat. “Can’t take any more?” Ben sneered in response.
“You ain’t gonna win this, baby,” he growled back, and Lily huffed in disgust.
“Got a good sample of your fucking DNA under my nails though, didn’t I?”
Ben laughed at that, his voice incredulous. He lowered his head to her ear, allowing his mouth to brush her flesh again as he talked. “That what you were after?” he asked. “Shit, baby, you coulda saved yourself the effort. I ain’t leaving here until I’ve left my fucking DNA in every hole in your goddamned body. It’ll be like a fucking all you can eat buffet.”
He was bluffing, he had to be. Even if he was going to kill her when he was done, leaving his DNA all over her would be an express ticket back to jail. He wasn’t stupid, despite the way he chose to make a living. The thought of it, though. Even just imagining what he was saying was enough to set her cheeks blazing.
Lily wrenched her head away from Ben’s mouth, and he raised up on his elbows to look at her again, grabbing her chin to turn her face back towards him. “Now shut up and open your fucking mouth, bitch,” he growled, as he lowered his mouth back on to hers.
She would never have pegged him as a kisser, not from looking at him. But from the way that he devoured her mouth, and the way that he ground his cock into her pubic bone so hard it almost hurt, it was obvious that he loved it. Ben let go of Lily’s chin and slid his hand down underneath her instead, grabbed her ass and pulled her against him even harder as if he just couldn’t get enough. There was something about being so obviously desired by this man that made Lily tremble. She moaned against his mouth and he groaned in response, the rumble of his voice vibrating through her body and awakening that terrifying hum inside her once again.
His mouth was soft, and the contrast with the sharp stubble of his tache and soul patch rubbing her face made Lily shiver. He slid his hand back up to her face and stroked his thumb over her bottom lip, pulling downwards until she relented and opened her mouth for him. She considered biting the tongue that slowly licked its way inside her, but the thought of having his blood in her mouth made her pause.
Jesus. He knew what he was doing with his mouth, and Lily found herself trembling again as Ben’s hot tongue rasped against the tip of hers. His restless hand slid from her mouth and back down to her underwear, and as he slid beneath the slippery fabric and eased one finger inside her, Lily couldn’t keep herself from whining into Ben’s mouth.
His hands were massive compared to hers; his long, thick fingers were callused from manual work, and when he turned his finger inside her and beckoned towards her vaginal wall, Lily’s tremble turned into a shudder. Her hips rocked against him of their own accord, and she felt Ben smile in satisfaction against her mouth.
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