Craving For You

“You belong only to me! To look and to F*ck!”

As soon as Louis said that he jumped on her and pinned her under him. He was angry, and her body was the only thing that could calm him down.

So, without warning, her clothes were sent flying across the room and Louis’s d*ck slid straight into her; making her scream.

She could never get used to his big size.

Louis tortured her again that morning. He made painful thrusts into her not forgetting to remind her that she was his, and only he is entitled to her body.

As soon as he was done. He went to the bathroom to take a bath. He got dressed to go to work.

He looked at Skylar and smirked. “Won’t you have breakfast?”

“I’ll eat when I’m hungry.” Skylar hid behind the quilt.

It just doesn’t seem right to look at the man after he forcefully slept with her.

“You’re not hungry?” Louis asked as he knotted his tie.

“No.” Skylar went deeper under the sheets.

“You’re revolting?” Louis’s brow raised dangerously. His tone sent cold shivers all over Skylar as it erupted coldly. He took off his suit and undid his tie. He leaned forward and was about to get on the bed. “Looks like I didn’t teach you well enough.”

Louis kicked off his shoes as he inched closer.

“No, I …..” Skylar kept moving backward, afraid that another round of sexual torture awaits her. “I was just about to leave.”

She gathered the rest of her strength and hopped out of bed, forgetting that she was still naked. As soon as she got out of bed, the quilt that served as her source of protection came down.

Skylar looked from Louis to the door, then back to the bathroom. Louis was close to the bathroom, and she was close to the door, but she couldn’t run out naked, could she?

Skylar tried to bolt but was caught in time by Louis. “Where do you think you’re going, looking like that?”

Louis’s eyes searched her body. He glimpsed at her swollen lips and gulped. He closed his eyes and allowed his grip to tighten around her wrist.

He has always been in control of everything in his life; even his sexual urges, but Skylar’s appearance has made that so difficult. It was close to being impossible.

He no longer has control of his body.

Everything in him revolts once he sets his eyes on Skylar and now his body was jerking, his cock throbbing at the mere sight of her lips. Her disheveled look was another turn-on for him.

“I told you earlier that I, and only I alone gets to see you look so….” Louis didn’t complete the rest of his words. Instead, he kissed her swollen lips.

His face was immediately buried in her nape as he continued to kiss and suck on her nape. “Louis, please, I’m sore,” Skylar begged.

This was how it is every time. The day before, he spent the entire night torturing, the previous night was no less and now he’s about to begin even though he only just left her to rest.

“You’re sore?” He repeated, making it sound ridiculous. “Come, lie down. Let me take a look.”

Skylar shook her head and tried to move away from him, but he held her still. “Don’t you feel sore? I’ll only look at it.”

Louis tried to sound convincing, but his dominant countenance said otherwise. He was doing the opposite of what he intended.

“I… I don’t.” Skylar shook her head. She clasped her legs together to hide the treasure. “I’m not sore.”

“You’re not sore?” Louis asked again. His eyes stared down at her. His lips curled up in a mischievous smirk.

Skylar nodded and shook her head at once. She bit on her lips as she moved to escape, but Louis has no intention of letting her go.

“You started this, and must end it.”

With that Louis bent and pulled her over. In the next seconds, Skylar was bending over the counter. His trouser was out of the way and Louis dived straight into her.

Now the pain was excruciating. Skylar couldn’t hold back from crying out loud. Louis propped her ass up as he went on, ignoring her cries.

He didn’t care if the entire employees know what was going on. He wasn’t commiting a crime anyway, he was only teaching his wife a lesson.

“It hurts, Louis please.” Skylar moved to get up, but Louis pinned her with his arm pressed on her back. To keep her flat on the counter.

“You. Do. Not. Seduce. Me. And. Expect. To. Walk. Away.” Louis enunciated his words with a hard thrust and a spank to Skylar’s butt cheek.

Skylar bit her lips to hold back her cries, but that was a difficult task as Louis’s thrust only became stronger and faster.

She didn’t do anything, yet Louis punished her for seducing him. When did she do that?

“Louis, I want to pee.” Skylar pleaded as she felt her bladder swell with urine.

“That’s good, pee, right there.” He didn’t want to put an abrupt stop to the euphoric feeling. The one only Skylar gives whenever he is inside her.

“L… ou… is…” Skylar hissed as the thrust became stronger. Too strong for her to endure. His finger located her nipple, and he pinched it slightly making Skylar let out a moan.

“There, that’s it.” Louis groaned as he drew close to climax.

As soon as Louis pulled out, Skylar fell. She was exhausted. She couldn’t lift a finger.

“You took that quite well,” Louis commented as he moved to go clean himself up.

Was he praising her for being a good sex toy?

Skylar laid on the cold floor tired and vulnerable. She couldn’t move at all. Louis picked her up and placed her on the bed. He brushed his hand through her hair and smirked seeing her tired face.

“You’ll get used to this.” He said that as if it was natural to have sex every day. Especially with someone as energetic as Louis.

He could go on for hours without rest.

Louis helped her clean up. He took her to the bathroom and left her to take a bath while he got dressed for work.

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Skylar tried not to weep, but the salty lake in her eyes burst. Tears trickled down her eyes as she washed her body. She winced as the water came in contact with her cunt

It hurt like hell.

She picked a towel and rushed out before Louis decides to punish her again. She went inside the closet and dressed as simply as she could.

“Breakfast time.”

Louis announced as soon as she stepped out. He opened his hands, and she obediently placed her hand in his. Skylar was so tired that the steps she took were so heavy. It felt as if the legs didn’t belong to her, but someone else.

“So, what lesson did you learn today?” Louis asked after the meal. He was standing behind her with his face inches away from kissing her.

Skylar was confused. She didn’t know she had to give an account of the moral lesson, learned from having mercilessly used her body.

“I… Learned how….”

Skylar was stuttering. She didn’t even know how to phrase the word. Likewise, she was afraid of giving a wrong answer.

“You didn’t learn anything?” Louis’s expression became sullen. He stared at her deeply and moved to touch her, but Skylar flinched and shook her head.

Her head was jumbled. The closer Louis was to picking her up the faster she tried to think.

“I am yours only,” Skylar muttered whatever crap that found its way into her mouth. “To look and to f*ck.”

Louis smiled with contentment. His hand went inside her hair as he leaned to kiss her cheek. “You learn really fast.”