WARNINGS: DUBCON, language, mentions of past rape, mental manipulation, little space, daddy issues, no aftercare. THIS BLOG IS 18+ ONLY. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED IF YOU INTERACT WHILE UNDERAGE
"Dylan...it hurts," Y/n managed to squeak out under the weight of her best friend.
"It hurts? Tell me what hurts, baby."
"You! You're hurting me."
"My cock in your tight little pussy hurts?"
"Yes! Please fuck."
"Is this how they fucked you? Feeling your daddy's friends come into your room at night. Huh?" He said breathily in her ear. Her eyes started to change colors, remembering the disgusting men on top of her when she turned 18. Tears welled up as her best friend taunted her with something she trusted him with.
"Ugh fuck," he thrusted one last time before chuckling in disbelief,
"Is that what gets you off? Thinkin about what they did to you while your daddy watched? Cause you are fucking wet!"
Her mind completely slipped away into her safe space. This is how she protected herself, letting her body do whatever it was going to do. She would re-live her childhood, finding the sweet spots and hanging on to them for dear life. He could tell she has slipped because she didn't want to be seen, trying to make herself as small as she can under him.
"Ohh baby, who's my damaged little girl, huh? Just a stupid little baby."
Plot: Spencer gets you home and can't even make it to the bedroom.
Warnings: Dom Spencer, Sub Reader, dirty talk, only protection is birth control, cream pie, breeding kink, sex with clothes on, dirty talk,
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Note: So this is going to end up being multi-part, more than I originally thought. Not sure how long yet, but I will be switching either 1st or 3rd POV, its easier for me when writing.
Part 1
The second you’re inside Spencer’s apartment, he has you pressed against the door and kissing you as if his life depends on it. Unlike the kiss at the bar though Spencer is taking his time kissing you, pouring out how he feels in this kiss. Deep and passionate, your heart is ready to beat right out of your chest from the raw emotion coming through. You tangle your fingers into his thick, soft hair and eagerly return his kiss while matching his passion and need with your own. Trying to tell him you feel just as deeply for him.
Releasing your face, Spencer’s hands roam over your body before stopping at your ass, palming and squeezing the plump flesh before giving you a hard smack causing you to squeal into the kiss. He grips your upper thigh, pulling it up to wrap around his hip so your cunt is pressed right onto his erection.
Your body feels like it's on fire, pussy throbbing with need to be filled with his cock, whining as you grind against him wishing there was nothing between you.
“Fuck, Spencer please.” you break the kiss to beg him, “I need more, please. Please fuck me.”
Spencer starts to kiss his way over your jam, down your neck, leaving love bites in his path.
“Not yet, baby. Want to be able to worship every inch of your body before fucking you.” Spencer mumbles against your neck.
You tug his hair roughly, pulling him away from your neck to force him to look you in the eye, “Fuck me now, worship me later. You promised to use me like your own little fuck toy, so do it.”
Spencer groans low in his throat, almost sounding like a growl as he attacks your lips once more. And in an instant he has your panties ripped off and his cock freed. With his cock in his hand, he rubs the head over your wet slit.
“You want my cock that bad? Want to be my little slut? Fine then, take my cock like a good girl.”
No warning, he slams into you fully and forces a scream from you.
“Goddamn baby, so tight. Feel fucking perfect around me.”
His praise has you clenching around his cock,
“Oh, does my baby like that? You like it when I call you a good girl don't you.”
He sets a brutal pace, pounding into you fast and hard, the sound of flesh slapping together filling the room. You can hear how wet you are with each thrust, thinking you should be embarrassed, but you can’t care. All you care about is how good Spencer’s cock feels filling you, stretching you, hitting every spot that has your eyes rolling back in your head.
“Fuck look at you taking my cock so well. This tight cunt was made for my cock, going to ruin you for any other man.” he rasps, burying his head in your neck, biting and sucking wherever he can reach.
“Yes, please. Fuck me, ruin me, so good! Just like that, oh God please, please, please! Spencer, so good.”
You squeeze his cock, moving your hips to meet his thrusts. The pleasure is near blinding with his cock rubbing right over your g-spot.
His fingers dig into the flesh of your thigh hard enough to leave bruises, groaning at the feel of your pussy clenching around his cock, the harder he pounds into you, the louder your moans and the squelching of your pussy encouraging Spencer in fucking you.
“Goddamn baby, your pussy is sucking me in; trying to milk my cock. You want it huh, want me to cum in this pussy. Mark it as mine?”
“Yes! Fucking cum in me, please. Wanna feel you, need your cum. Please, give it to me! I’m on birth control, so please Spencer, cum in me, fill me.”
His movements falter just slightly, not expecting you to beg him to cum in you. But your begging turns into greater motivation for him, doubling his efforts of pounding you into the door, making you cum.
“You want my cum then fucking take it. Cum for me Baby and I’ll fill you till you're leaking me down your leg.”
Spencer hikes your leg over his arm to change his angle and that allows him to hit even deeper. Your body is trembling, teetering right on the edge of an explosive orgasm. You grab Spencer by hair and pull his face back up to yours, desperate for his kisses. The heavy make out combined with his cock rubbing just right and his pelvic hitting your clit with each thrust. You moan against his lips, losing focus on the kiss,
“Holy fuck! Yes, yes, Spencer! Gonna cum for you, please, please, wanna cum for you.” you moan, panting hard.
“Cum for me Baby. Be a good girl and all over my dick.”
The dam breaks and you are forces tumbling over the edge, throwing your head back, eyes rolling and a scream escapes your lips,
You spasm and clench around him, riding the waves of your orgasm.
“Fuck! Such a good girl, gonna make me cum too. Fucking take it baby, take my cum in this pretty pussy. My fucking pussy now!”
Spencer ruts against you, your orgasm triggering his own causing his cock to twitch and throb, coating your inner walls with his seed. For a moment he wishes that there was a chance he could get you pregnant; wanting to see your stomach round and you glowing with his child inside you. One day, soon, he is going to make that happen, you just don't know it yet. Because after this there is no way he will be able to let you go. You are his to keep.
His thrusts come to a slow stop, dragging both of your orgasms out until it becomes too much to handle. Carefully, he pulls out letting the combination of your releases drip down your leg.
You let out a small whimper at the loss of him and he chuckles,
“Don’t worry baby. I’m not close to being done with you. We have two full weeks together and I plan on spending every possible second worshiping you, fucking you, and convincing you that you are mine. But first, let’s get you cleaned up so I can dirty you some more.”
He slowly reaches his hand close to my face his middle finger on the underside of my jaw as his index finger traces my jawline, his eyes boring into my own as he lets out a small smile. “You did such a good job bunny” he whispers softly as he moves to caress my cheek. My face heats up as my eyes shift away from his. “You know, it’s not polite to talk ignore someone when they compliment you sweetheart” he grabs my chin harshly tilting it up so i have to look at me. “T-Thank you Doug” i murmur out with a blush tinging my cheeks. He lets go stepping back from me his flaccid cock hanging between his legs “That’s my girl, always so thankful” he smirks as he climbs in his bed grabbing his glasses and his bible. I slowly rise off my knees walking around to the other side of his bed sitting down on the edge of it looking at the wooden floor boards. He looks up at me before back down at the bible before starting to read it aloud, I smile softly sitting closer to him on the bed listening to him intensely as if in some sort of trance by him. I listened to him as he read the scripture, i didn’t quite understand it but just hearing him speak was like hearing the voice of god himself. As he continued to read i slowly inched my way closer up the bed to get comfortable. “If you’re going to lay down take your pants off.” he doesn’t look up as he speaks, as if obey he continues to read. I finally get my jeans off snuggling under his covers as he reads, my eyes become heavier and heavier as he reads, soon enough i feel his lips press against my forehead, “Goodnight (y/n)”.
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