“Why won’t you talk to me?” I look over at Justin and pretend to pout, but it doesn’t work. I push things around in my bag for a moment, find my cigarettes and light one, rolling the window down a crack.
Justin immediately rips it from my mouth and flings it out the window, sending ashes raining down on my dress.
“Don’t smoke in my fucking car, Autumn.” He is now digging in the purse that rests in my lap, staring hard at the road ahead.
He’s angry, I know that, and I know why too…but I pretend I don’t because I’m far too drunk for an argument.
He finds what he’s looking for, my cigarettes, and throws the entire pack out the window before ripping the lighter from my hands to send it flying as well.
“Dammit Justin!” I slur his name a bit and he rolls his eyes.
“I hate when you smoke.” He says, his voice hard and quiet.
“Yeah? Well I hate when you litter, so fuck you too.” Now I’m angry, this won’t end well.
“Don’t start.” He still won’t look at me.
“No! You don’t start Justin! You’ve been a total dick all night! Why?” I’m starting to yell, he hates this, but I’m too drunk to care.
“You know why Autumn.” He doesn’t yell back at me, he never raises his voice, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a temper. He does.
“No I don’t!” Yes I do.
“You should have just fucked him right there in the club.” He pulls into the driveway and presses the button to open the gate.
“Fucked who?” I know exactly who he means. I was flirting shamelessly with Ryan, but I was upset and jealous…I had seen Justin talking with a girl. I couldn’t hear them from across the room, but I had seen the look in his eyes, he had wanted her.
“Ryan.” His voice has taken on a low, vicious tone. He is furious, and I’ll admit that in addition to being a little scared, I am also thrilled and incredibly turned on.
I kick it up a notch and lean in close to him as we pull into the garage, dragging the tip of my tongue along his neck before whispering in his ear, “Maybe I should have…I bet he’s got a huge dick. Why don’t you take me back so I can suck Ryan’s huge dick Justin…you can watch if you want.”
“You fucking bitch.” He growls, slamming open his door. He leaves it open and flies around the car, ripping mine open.
My heart pounds in my chest as he rips me from my seat, I’ve gone too far. His eyes are wild and nearly hateful.
He slams me against the car, pinning me against the smooth polished metal and brings his face close to mine, grabbing a fistful of my hair to hold me in place.
“Say it again Autumn, I fucking dare you.”
Even though I have never seen Justin so angry before, I can’t help myself. “Say what again Justin? That I should have sucked Ryan’s cock? Don’t worry, there’s always next time.”
He wraps his left hand around my throat, his right still tangled painfully in my hair, and kisses me so gently that I’m certain I would have sighed if not for his hand pressing firmly against my windpipe.
“I’m going to make you so… so sorry Autumn.” He is suddenly calm, which scares me more than his anger.
He lets his words sink in for a second…and then another, then pulls me away from the car violently. He releases my throat and I gasp for air as he drags me into the house.
I struggle to free myself from his grip, but he holds me tightly by my hair, jerking at it with hard tugs each time I try to squirm from him.
“Let go of me Justin!” I scream at him, trying to mask the fear that is coursing through my veins with anger.
“Shut the fuck up Autumn.” He orders cooley as he yanks me down the hall toward our bedroom.
“Let me go!” My feet slip out from underneath me in the struggle, but he continues tearing me along by my hair. “You’re hurting me…stop!”
He ignores me and kicks open the slightly ajar bedroom door. I grab onto to the doorframe, and attempt to scramble away when he lets go of my hair. But he simply wraps his arms around my waist a pulls me up from the floor and over his shoulder in one easy sweep.
He moves over to the bed in three quick strides, and then slams me down onto it. I fight against him, flailing my arms and legs wildly. He pins my legs down hard with his own and works to catch my wrists.
He gains hold on my left hand for a moment, but I wrench it away and slap his face with such force my palm immediately flairs with pain.
It doesn’t faze him, and he regains control of me quickly. I try to escape him again, but I realize it’s futile and try to relax beneath him. Surrendering.
His lips curl into a cruel smile as I give myself over to him, “That’s it Autumn,” he dips his head and bites my bottom lip delicately, “Shut up and take it.”
He let’s go of my wrists but I don’t dare resume my fight to get away, knowing it won’t work anyway.
Justin straightens and pulls me off of the bed by my hair, pushing me to my knees if front of him as he tugs at his belt. I can see the outline of his cock, hard and straining against his jeans clearly even though the bedroom is lit only by the moonlight.
When his pants drop, it stands erect and pulsing against his stomach. He pushes it into my mouth in one forceful thrust. Sending it sliding deeply down my throat. I try at pull back, but he holds fast to my hair, gagging me mercilessly.
“Isn’t this what you wanted Autumn? A nice big dick in your fucking slutty mouth? But wait…it was Ryan’s you wanted.” He drives into my mouth harder, my eyes tear and send fat tears rolling down my cheeks.
“My cock is the only cock that will EVER be in your mouth…do you understand me?” He doesn’t want me to answer him, so I remain silent as he continues his violent assault on my mouth.
“Maybe I’ve underestimated you Autumn…maybe you’re a little bit of a whore.” His words ride on moans of pleasure.
As I listen to him speak to me lust rises up inside of me, along with the fear that remains.
“Yes. I think that’s it, and I think it’s time I give it to you like a whore.” He pulls out of my mouth with a jerk of his hips and rips me to my feet.
A cry of surprise bursts from me as he spins me around and pushes me down on the bed. He pulls my ass higher into the air and shoves my face down on the bed.
“Justin…” I call his name as he slips two fingers into my already soaked pussy.
“Didn’t I tell you to shut the fuck up?” he pushes in and out of me with soft curls of his fingers for a while longer, until I am slamming back against his hand…ready to cum.
But he stops before I have the chance, and moves up behind me…once again wrapping his hands around my throat as he slams into me painfully. Fucking me with spiteful vengeance.
“It hurts…” I rasp, tears springing up in my eyes once more.
“Good. It’s what you fucking deserve. I saw how badly you wanted him…I fucking saw Autumn!” He hisses meanly, but there is sadness there also. He’s wrong. I didn’t want Ryan. It’s always been Justin.
He suddenly stops and brings his lips close to my ear, and with his cock still buried inside of me whispers, “You saw her didn’t you? The one with the black dress?” He means the girl I had been so jealous of, and I try to nod but my face is still pinned to the bed. “I fucked her Autumn. While you were over there hanging on Ryan like a fucking slut I took her in the bathroom and fucked the hell out of her…and she was fantastic.”
There is a part of me that knows he’s lying but white hot jealousy blinds me anyway, “I hate you!” I scream as I struggle out from underneath him. My rage overwhelms his strength and I push him off of me and jump from the bed.
But my upper hand is short lived and he catches me and pushes me to the floor. “We’re not finished yet Autumn.” The calm has returned to him and I realize he’s enjoying this…and maybe I am too.
“I hate you!” I scream again. He closes his mouth against my own and I give into a frantic, angry kiss as he tears at my dress. Ripping the hem as he jerks it up over my hips.
He snaps my garter belt, stinging my thighs, and pushes my panties aside before wrapping his hands around my wrists to hold my arms above my head.
“Say it again.” He whispers, biting down on my nipple through the lace of my bra he hasn’t bothered to remove. “Say it again.”
“I hate you Justin…I hate you.” But I say it as though I’m telling him I love him.
“Did you fuck her Justin…did you?” I’m desperate to hear him tell me the truth I already know, but he won’t.
“Yes. And she was amazing...Maybe I’ll fuck her again, right over there in our bed this time. Maybe I’ll make you watch.” He slips his cock into me once again, fucking me gently in contrast with his hateful words.
I can’t stand the thought of it and I pull out of his grasp again, crawling out from under him with fierce determination.
His hand closes around my dress and he yanks me back hard, sending me flying into his lap. He holds me tightly against him and adjusts himself into a sitting position.
When he is comfortable his hand closes around my throat yet again, holding me still while he fills me with his dick that somehow seems bigger and harder.
“Stop Autumn…” I immediately still myself and he moves his hand away from my neck, covering it with soft kisses. “You know I didn’t.” He whispers.
“I know Justin.” I moan, rocking against his cock.
He gently pulls my head back to rest on his shoulder and begins to move inside of me with slow, easy strokes until I beg him, “Harder Justin, fuck me harder.”
He grants my request and brings his finger to my mouth, slipping it inside for me to suck and bite.
I lean forward to brace hands against the floor, giving myself the leverage I need to ride his cock faster.
His hands rest on the small of my back and he watches my ass rise and fall as he slips in and out of me with gaining strength.
“Fuck yeah…” he groans through gritted teeth, “Fuck that cock Autumn…that’s it.”
I slam against it harder…his filthy words driving me mad with desire.
He begins to work his finger, slick with spit, in gentle circles against my ass. He knows that when I’m this drunk, I’ll let him put it wherever he wants.
“Go ahead…” I purr like a porn star.
He pushes me off of his lap and onto all fours, nudging the tip of his dick against my ass gently, easing it in slowly as I moan with pain and pleasure.
“Just fucking do it!” I sigh, knowing that in a moment or two the pain will subside and it will all be worth it.
He slides his cock in completely and begins to fuck me, slipping his hand through my legs to stroke my clit. I bring my own hand to meet his and take over circling my clit as he pushes his fingers inside of me.
The pain is gone now, and I push back into his thrusts harder, letting him know he can fuck my ass as hard as he wants now. And he does, slamming into me…delicious moans bursting from him loudly with each pump.
His warm, silky fingers fuck me perfectly as I rub my clit frantically, nearly cumming. He searches inside of me until he finds the secret spot that drives me crazy tucked away deeply inside.
I cry out as he works the pads of his fingers against it, and seconds later I begin to cum, waves of intense pleasure rolling through me as he fucks my ass harder still.
“Don’t fucking stop!” I cry. “Oh god…don’t fucking stop!” My pussy tightens around his fingers, sending my hot cum rolling down his skin, but he keeps going until I am screaming and stars are dancing in front of my eyes.
He drives into my ass deeply one last time, holding me tightly against him and my body relaxes as his cock fills me with his own impossibly hot and creamy cum at last.