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“Oh fuck … yes! ”
      He growled and pumped my pussy harder. He scorched me with the violent strokes of his cock.  
    “So hot, so good” he sighed. “My boner is home.”  
    I felt a warm tingling surge washing up over my belly, breasts face and down to my throbbing bits to my twitching toes.
    Amidst the intense and urgent pleasure was a sickening and inevitable realization.  
    “I can’t believe I’m letting you do this to me,” I whispered in horror.  
    Why was I allowing this to happen?  
    Burning inside.
Freezing inside.
    Brett. Holy hell Brett!  
    Oh no! This was wrong.
    This would have been our wedding night.
    Tears spilled from my eyes.  
    What was I doing?
    This mans cock was destroying my tiny soul.  
    “Stop. I want you to stop!”
    He ignored me and kept riding me senselessly.   Each maddening thrust now punctuated by his loud grunts.
    Good Lord he sounded like an animal.  
    “Please Thorn, stop!”   I begged him brokenly.  
    I tried to pull and twist away. He only held me tighter as I felt myself falling to pieces around his pounding cock.  
    I cried out as I felt him explode inside of me. Rope after rope of his cum burned as it lashed me within.  
    He gave a loud moan and slowly eased out of me. He flopped onto his back and buried his face in his hands.  
    I wiped myself clean of his demon seed and turned in the bed, facing away from him, knees drawn to my chest. I wept silently into my pillow. My shoulders shaking so hard I was scared he would sense their tremulous movement.
    I didn’t want him to know how badly he had hurt me. I   had hurt me.
    “What is wrong?” he asked softly.  
    “I asked you to stop and you didn’t,” I whispered. Face hot with a flood of shame.  
    “Did you?” He sounded alarmed “I didn’t hear you, love.”
    “You were grunting like a fucking animal,” I snarled bitterly. “I should hardly be surprised.”
    He laughed at that.  
    I hated its cadence. The warmth, depth and dark richness to it.   I hated how his laugh filled my chaotic heart.
    I hated this man so much.
My back stiffened as his sinful hot mouth sucked and nibbled playfully at my shoulder.
    “Why did you try to help me back in that field? With the hearts?”
    “You were scaring me,” I murmured. “I just wanted it to stop.”
    He said nothing to this.
    “Sometimes, I just want you to stop.”
    His mouth abandoned its assault on my shoulder.  
      “As long as that doesn’t become an ‘always’ thing, I honestly think we can work through this, love,” he whispered in the darkness.  
    He sounded afraid.  
    He should be.

Five

    I despaired over Brett as Thorn slept beside me.  
    If I was honest with myself, which I seldom was,
    I mostly despaired over me.  
    I wept quietly at my behavior with Thorn’s mesmerizing fuck stick.  
    I was angry at what he had done.
    What I had done.
    I felt so trapped by this man. He was an all consuming menace of cock and sinister sensual mayhem.  
    I had to not want him.  
    I resolved to pretend that I did.  
    Because that made sense.
    Yes, new fucked up strategy.   I would fake it. I was good at that. I did that forever before I made any progress as a writer. Every day I would tell myself, I am a best selling shit hot author attracting movie deals, and sexy as fuck fame from the writings of my crazy ass kinky mind. I conditioned myself to see it beyond the reality that veiled it. Waiting until the blah veneer dropped and the awesome fucking exploded.  
    I would make Thornton Darko believe I was truly ‘ with ’ him.
    I sighed, turned on my side and watched him sleep.
    He was so beautiful.
    I found my hand rubbing over his belly,
    So hard and uncompromising.  
    He was a sculpture pretending to be human.
    He moaned, and arched his back.
    I cried out when his dick sprang up and slapped against my hand.  
    Oh no.
    Such a fucking idiot Elena!  
    I held my breath, waiting.
    His cock twitched, look, what you’ve done to me, it