Descent (Black Heart Romance presents Heaven & Hell)

He stops in front of the bed, but we’re still on the floor. He pushes me down on my stomach, and
that’s when I hear him unzip his pants. I hear the fabric rustle as he drags them down and kicks them
off, and then his fingers are digging into my hips and he’s lifting my ass, and before I can even catch
up, I’m smashed against the floor, my ass raised, and his cock inside me. My pussy is wet so he
doesn’t have to force his way this time. My body welcomes him, locking around him tightly as if it
never wants him to leave.
I do not feel the same way, but right now as he drives his cock inside me again and again, each
thrust more forceful than the last, I’m just glad he’s not hitting me.
He only fucks me on the floor for a minute or two before he pulls out. I swallow, trying to shift
my position to keep from banging up my knees too bad.
“Get up.”
My heart jumps, but I’m quick to obey. I raise my gaze to his cautiously to find him pointing at
the mattress.
“Bend over the bed.”
I do as he says, grateful that at least this time my hands are braced on silk soft bed sheets and a
comfortable, pillow-top mattress.
Calvin grabs my hips to position me, then he grabs my ass and spreads my cheeks.
My stomach drops.
“What would you say if I wanted to put my cock up your ass tonight, sweetheart?”
Oh God, no.
I hesitate.
“Have you ever had a cock in your ass?” he asks.
“No,” I answer quietly.
“Mm.” He runs his hand over the smarting flesh, then spreads my cheeks again and grabs his
cock. “But I can, right?”
I want to scream no, that he should leave at least some part of me untouched by him.
I close my eyes and swallow. I’m miserable at the thought of how much it’s going to hurt, but
something tells me he’ll make it hurt worse if I tell him no.
“Yes,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper.
“What was that?”
I can’t believe he’s making me say it again. “Yes. You can… take my ass if you want to.”
This time, his voice registers surprise. “How accommodating. What a good girl you are.”