watched her smile and laugh. Hot anger boiled inside him. He went back to the truck, a slight hitch in his gait as the rage continued to mount. He was standing outside his truck when it bubbled over, and he punched the truck door, leaving a dent in the driver’s side door. The throbbing in his hands relieved some of the fury. Fucking Claire.
He returned to his truck and decided to leave before he charged in the bar and claimed her. He needed to do this the right way, or she wouldn't come back. That bitch, Annie, would get in the way. He drove out of town and called the whore. She answered and he informed her he was on his way. She sounded hesitant, but he didn't give a fuck. He needed to hurt something, and she would do.
Scott pulled next to her trailer but she didn't greet him this time. He walked up the steps and opened the door. Whore was sitting in the living room on the couch smoking a cigarette and nursing a bottle of cheap whiskey. She was fully clothed and it pissed him off. He grabbed the bottle of whiskey from her and chugged it. She looked up at him and the fear in her eyes made his cock hard. He returned the bottle to her and she accepted it hesitantly.
"I don't think this is a good idea," Whore said. He backhanded her across the cheek. She yelped in pain. He smiled.
"Please just leave," she begged.
Scott grabbed her by her hair and dragged her to a standing position. She immediately began to cry, looking up at him in terror. He found himself more turned on. He liked the way she feared him. With his hand in her hair, he dragged her to the back room. The louder she cried, the more he laughed. He pushed her through the entry to her room, and she stumbled forward onto the floor. Scott shut the door with his foot. A smile played on his lips and adrenaline coursed through his body. He began to unbuckle his belt, while she sat there crying and begging him not to hurt her. He ordered her to take off her clothes and get on the bed. She crawled up on the bed, and he commanded her to get on all fours. She obeyed him, but her cries got louder. Scott grabbed his belt and wrapped it around her neck. When she attempted to scratch at it, he just pulled it tighter.
"If you don't do what I ask, I will strangle the life out of you," he growled in her ear. "Now, are you going to be a good girl?"
She tried to say yes, but it came out a gurgling noise. Scott held onto the belt with one hand and with the other unbuttoned his pants. She whimpered so he yanked hard on the leather. He forcefully plunged inside her. She let out a cry, and he pulled harder. She tried to decrease the slack in order to get some air, but with his free hand, he pushed her head down. Scott could hear her struggling for breath, so he loosened the belt. He continued to pound into her as hard as he could. She was beginning to whimper again, so he increased the pressure again and pushed her flat on the bed, head down. He could feel her fighting for air and it made him excited. He could feel his orgasm building. She continued to struggle and he finally released the tension. She gasped for breath as he exploded inside of her.
"I think you were wrong, this was definitely a good idea," he said, pulling his cock out of her body. She lay on the bed and sobbed. Scott slowly made his way to the living room, where he took a big swig of the whiskey. He would have to do this again. He smiled and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He puffed his chest out in satisfaction. The water cooled his skin and washed away some of the anger that made his muscles tense.
Chapter 10
Claire
I awoke the next morning in a daze. We’d returned to Annie’s house in the wee hours of the morning, Buck’s kiss still tingling on my lips.
"OH MY GOD!" Annie shrieked as I took my place at the breakfast table. "You are totally thinking about Buck!"
“I guess I am,” I giggled. I poured a cup of coffee and sat down at the table.
Matt walked in and gave Annie a kiss on the
He returned to his truck and decided to leave before he charged in the bar and claimed her. He needed to do this the right way, or she wouldn't come back. That bitch, Annie, would get in the way. He drove out of town and called the whore. She answered and he informed her he was on his way. She sounded hesitant, but he didn't give a fuck. He needed to hurt something, and she would do.
Scott pulled next to her trailer but she didn't greet him this time. He walked up the steps and opened the door. Whore was sitting in the living room on the couch smoking a cigarette and nursing a bottle of cheap whiskey. She was fully clothed and it pissed him off. He grabbed the bottle of whiskey from her and chugged it. She looked up at him and the fear in her eyes made his cock hard. He returned the bottle to her and she accepted it hesitantly.
"I don't think this is a good idea," Whore said. He backhanded her across the cheek. She yelped in pain. He smiled.
"Please just leave," she begged.
Scott grabbed her by her hair and dragged her to a standing position. She immediately began to cry, looking up at him in terror. He found himself more turned on. He liked the way she feared him. With his hand in her hair, he dragged her to the back room. The louder she cried, the more he laughed. He pushed her through the entry to her room, and she stumbled forward onto the floor. Scott shut the door with his foot. A smile played on his lips and adrenaline coursed through his body. He began to unbuckle his belt, while she sat there crying and begging him not to hurt her. He ordered her to take off her clothes and get on the bed. She crawled up on the bed, and he commanded her to get on all fours. She obeyed him, but her cries got louder. Scott grabbed his belt and wrapped it around her neck. When she attempted to scratch at it, he just pulled it tighter.
"If you don't do what I ask, I will strangle the life out of you," he growled in her ear. "Now, are you going to be a good girl?"
She tried to say yes, but it came out a gurgling noise. Scott held onto the belt with one hand and with the other unbuttoned his pants. She whimpered so he yanked hard on the leather. He forcefully plunged inside her. She let out a cry, and he pulled harder. She tried to decrease the slack in order to get some air, but with his free hand, he pushed her head down. Scott could hear her struggling for breath, so he loosened the belt. He continued to pound into her as hard as he could. She was beginning to whimper again, so he increased the pressure again and pushed her flat on the bed, head down. He could feel her fighting for air and it made him excited. He could feel his orgasm building. She continued to struggle and he finally released the tension. She gasped for breath as he exploded inside of her.
"I think you were wrong, this was definitely a good idea," he said, pulling his cock out of her body. She lay on the bed and sobbed. Scott slowly made his way to the living room, where he took a big swig of the whiskey. He would have to do this again. He smiled and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He puffed his chest out in satisfaction. The water cooled his skin and washed away some of the anger that made his muscles tense.
Chapter 10
Claire
I awoke the next morning in a daze. We’d returned to Annie’s house in the wee hours of the morning, Buck’s kiss still tingling on my lips.
"OH MY GOD!" Annie shrieked as I took my place at the breakfast table. "You are totally thinking about Buck!"
“I guess I am,” I giggled. I poured a cup of coffee and sat down at the table.
Matt walked in and gave Annie a kiss on the
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