She wasn't the needy kind, she gets what she wants when she wants it, and now she wants to get fucked til she can't breathe anymore
screw going slow screw Mark for being so tender and caring with his touch she wants more and right now Her legs are still shaking from the rising heat between her thighs,
Mark's hands still rooming her heavy breasts and twisting her dark wide nipples with his thumb and index finger,
and its still not enough to satisfy her needy cunt
You can say that the sex in their relationship is kind of a hate/love thing,heavy on the hate part tho
If you're watching them from the outside you'll probably think that he despises her guts,
he's cruel to her needy cries and whimpers and sometimes she gets rewarded with a hard continuing slaps
that leaves her cheeks bright red with a painful burning ache
but what surprises him more is when she keeps asking for more
"please Mark, don.. don't stop please"
and at one point of their hate fucking she stops using proper words to respond to him,
and he's so focused on pleasuring her that he doesn't hear her desperate moans and loud screams when he gets too rough
but she doesn't complain and she loves it, so that's how it goes with them.
They're still on the couch, her intoxicating musky scent is lingering in the thick air around them,
lips are bruised and she's looking directly at his greyish blue eyes
desperate for him to take the hint and throw her over the coffee table in front of them and stretch her holes out,
normally she would get on her knees and beg him to use her until he's satisfied
But it's kind of different now because he's being tender and he's stroking her cheek and looking at her eyes deeply as if he's asking for a permission and it's confusing the shit out of her
"mark please don't play games with me" Callie pleaded with a small throaty voice
a deviant smile is spreading across his lips and it's both heavingly as it is demonic
"what can i say you're fun to play with" Mark's responded without any hesitation grabbing Callie by the throat and trapping her under his full weight
Her bright red top is hanging around her torso and her baby pink lacy thong is getting ripped harshly but It's still hanging around her left thigh
her dark curls had been exposed to his eyes, her scent coated the air around them like a warm blanket and she can barely breathe, her eyes is glowing with a hint of challenge
it reminds him of the first time they were together, that night she thought that he was an eye candy who couldn't handle her,
but Mark surprised her and himself by giving her three dirty times without counting the shower quickie in the next morning.
Looking up at him, her legs are spread wide and ready for him, ready to get fucked and stretch out by him, but she didn't dare to move without his permission
She didn't tear her gaze away from him
still having the challenging look on her eyes
His large hands had gone a little more tighter around her throat
and he came down and kissed her a long deep lingering kiss
Callie's hands had gone to his biceps grabbing at the spade tattoo on his left arm
her nails scratching pleading to let her breath
Her face is getting a little pale
And she's on the verge of passing out so he loosened his grip on her
She freed his bicep and took a deep gasp getting forbidden air inside of her lungs
her eyes started to water form his full heavy weight that is still pretty much trapping her so she couldn't move
Mark saw her forming tears, and some spilled over her cheeks so he took petty on her and moved his thumb across her already paled face and sucked on her bleeding lower lip,
he licked all the blood that had dripped down her chin with all the tenderness in this shity world
Callie couldn't take it anymore she wanted him
his thick long cock buried inside of her pumping in and out of her leaking pussy, switching between her tight holes, maybe fucking her face so she couldn't breathe anymore
she needs this torture to stop
So she made the mistake of squirming under him and she shouldn't have
"don't be so fucking impatient!"
you can hear the sharp backhanded slap on her left cheek from miles away
She let out a pathetic hiss, trying to cover the killing pain caused by his silver ring
the burn is instant and callie can taste the blood inside her mouth.
She's gone limp and quite like a good girl should be.
"You look delicious as a challenge" came mark's raspy voice after a moment,
and he's smiling pearly teeth glinting like canines
"fuck you mark" Callie spat out
theres a single angry black tear sliding down her cheek, her mascara is smudged around to corners of her eyes
Mark's smile only widens more showing his infamous smirk
"Delicious."
And the second hit to Callie's face is stronger
her head bopping with the strength
the blood staining the corner of her lips and now she's leaking down her thighs even more
Mark took advantage of her dizziness that the hit caused and made his first real attack
his trained hands trailing down Callie's curvaceous body
fingers making their way to her puffy pussy lips
he can see the dark short curls soaked with need and the moist that escaped her cunt covered her inner tanned thighs
the woman was a goner but she still had her pride
"stop" Callie slurs out, deep down the real reason she wants mark to stop doesn't lie in her denial of being touched It lies in the shame that bubbles in her throat
He didn't
"I said stop" Callie says more firmly.
But Mark is looking down at her
tongue slowly wets his lips as his palm covers Callie's mound she looks so vulnerable and exposed
"Your swollen clit tells me you don't want me to stop" There is humor in his voice as if He's not even surprised at all
He didn't quite hear what she said so he goes and grab her face and force her to look at him
his hand pressuring her jaw to slack and her mouth to open for him "what did you just say?"
"I said You're a sick bastard" came Callies choked weary voice, the tiredness is vivid in her eyes
It's yet another hit to her already swelling face that makes Callie hiss again, her strength slowly withering as her head throbs just as much as mark's cock. The shame is visible in her lidded eyes, panting hard as she no longer trying to push him away from her
Mark's strong thick fingers made it's way to her dripping core
a barely there touch to her slick has callie brows furrowing, and her eyes's to become even more hooded
"Oh will you look at that" a grin breaks into Marks face "you still want me to stop you little slut?"
she looked away unable to face him and didn't say anything in return
she's soaking wet and he is embarrassing her for it
"you pathetic little cunt leaking right through,
making such a mess" mark's chuckle rang loudly across the light dimmed living room
he grabbed her long tanned legs and spread them even wider displaying her in front of him on the couch
beer bottles and wine glasses are on the floor
The melted ice cream bowl still resting on the coffee table and How I met your mother is playing quietly in the background
and Callie's intoxicating scent covered the air
Mark is on his knees in front of the couch still covered in his briefs his shirt has been disposed in the hot making out session earlier
and Callie's legs are spread to the max in opposite directions
her breathing still ragged and he hadn't touched her yet
"All this because of a few dirty words and slaps to your face?" He slowly, yet surely plunged two thick fingers into her tight pussy, Callie's eyes rolled back in an uncontrollable reaction she stopped breathing for a second taking the time to adjust to his fingers
Her hands are painfully gripping at the cushions in each side of her
mark in an eye level his eyes are dark with lust that matches hers
lonely tears are still streaming down her cheeks her veins are filled with shame
"If I had known you were such a pain slut, I would have done it sooner" Mark was looking directly at Callie' hooded eyes
devilish smirk on his face as if he was mocking her attempts to have a say in this game they play
still pumping inside and out of her harder than ever her hips bucked wildly and her suppressed whimpers escaped her lips
It felt so good.
But it's his laugh, mocking, snorting that makes callie breathe in deeply.
jaw slacked with smudged eyes
"i hate you" Callie spat out weakly
"Of course you do" Mark said rising to his feet his fingers never leaving Callie's tight hole making her throw her head back, plump bruised lips parted as huffs of air leaves her
He looked down at her one of his strong hands wrapped tightly around her throat and the other hand busy stretching her out
"I'm the one proving to you that you're nothing more than a little bitch" he said emphasizing the last word, making Callie trash in his hold
His grip on Callie's throat tightens, the pleasure of his rough fingering is too much, she can barely control the way her hips roll into Mark's palm with each thrust to her leaking, throbbing, aching cunt
He is going deeper into her core, massaging her swollen G spot, his fingers are coated with her juices and his hand still lingering around Her neck
brows, painfully furrowed, and her lips even if stained with blood, swollen from how hard Callie's biting on them
The little sounds she's making he knows it too well, she's so close as close as her impending high on mark's forceful fingers It's right there right?
Callie's head has been thrown back and she's seconds away from the absolute bless that mark had been working her up for it
Suddenly it stops
"Beg"
Callie hears him say harshly her mouth can't form any proper words she just needs a release, looking up at him with pained eyes silently wishing he would take mercy on her, an amused smirk plays along his lips waiting for her to break,
she's stubborn so mark's tighten the hold on her neck
when she start squirming he knew he had her right there
pain and pleasure is what finally breaks Callie's resolve
a heart wrenching whimper leaving her lips, and mark is back with the slow steady thrusting and massaging her soaked walls
Callie is moaning loudly her breathing is hitched and she's squirming under the death grip mark had on her
"Sweet little thing, I wonder if people know how easy it is to turn you into my little slut" Mark whispers dangerously at Callie's ear as He brings her right back to heaven with trained fingers and perfectly timed thrusts
"fuck mmmhhm".
"yess ysss fucking yesss".
Callie choked out her cries in pleasure
"I wonder if they know just how pathetic those sweet whimpers sound"
And he knows she can't control them, they come out with each thrust, each time she gets closer and closer the second time
"I said beg," mark repeats
his patience is wearing thin And Callie can feel herself almost tip over the edge
And just as sure as Mark was at first, just as surely as he brought hell upon her, He broke all her resolve
"Please."
He brought Callie over the edge with rolling eyes and loud gasps and moans that he never knew she had in her
It didn't faze him that she kept screaming his name or that she was begging him to stop because it hurts her so much to be overstimulated
as he kept pumping inside her harder and deeper until her quivering thighs bucked over the couch,
with a choked scream she squirted all over his hand, and filled the coffee table with her flooding juices,
her legs still shaking as she kept squirting non stop until he slowed his movements letting his sweet little thing take a break,
when she finally opened her eyes he grabbed her face roughly looking straight into her chocolate eyes
"You're mine now".