Crazy Ass Creep

Patricia's POV

The bastard shifted my panties and I panted, waiting for him to unbuckle his belt.

"Please, hear me out."

"You've clearly left me no choice here, Mr."

"You would get out of this if you want to, Patricia. You know that."

Before I would choke out a counter reply, he slid in, and I yelped. He was so impatient with me and I had barely adjusted before he slipped out and slipped back in faster than I could blink.

"I'm sorry you had to find out that way *thrust* but *thrust* it's really *thrust* not like that."

"Fuck, Liam. Fuck, just kill me. God fuck, go deeper…"

I cried out, hating myself but chasing my pleasure even more. Liam took me like a whore as he began to explain things. He took me like some cheap slut he paid a premium payment for. My breath hitched and my eyes almost rolled out of their sockets.