Chapter 199: Ruined By Father’s Best Friend V
Rex pulled back slowly, letting her feel every thick inch dragging out of her soaked pussy. Then he slammed back in so hard the bedframe cracked against the wall.
Cherry screamed into the pillow, the sound muffled and raw, her whole body jolting forward.
Her fingers clawed at the sheets, nails ripping the fabric.
“Fuck, so wet for me,” Rex growled, his voice shredded.
He gripped her hips hard enough to leave bruises, yanking her back onto his cock like she weighed nothing.
“Been dreaming about this cunt for three goddamn years.”
Another brutal thrust.
The headboard slammed again.
Cherry’s tits bounced with every impact, her nipples dragging across the sheets and sending sparks straight to her clit.
She couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe.
All she could do was take it, take him, take the thick cock splitting her open over and over while her dad’s best friend used her like a fucktoy.
Rex leaned over her, chest to her back, one big hand sliding under her to grab a tit.
He squeezed hard, pinching the nipple until she sobbed.
“You hate me, Cherry?” he rasped in her hips never stopping while his shaft kept dragging over that spot inside her that made her see stars.
“Hate me while I fuck this perfect little pussy raw?”
“Yes… fuck… hate you…” she gasped, but her hips were already pushing back, chasing every thrust greedily.
He laughed, dark and filthy, and bit her shoulder hard enough to leave teeth marks.
“Liar.”
He pulled out suddenly and flipped her onto her back like she was weightless.
Her legs fell open on instinct, her own juices smearing all over her thighs.
Rex shoved her knees up to her chest, folding her in half, and slammed back in.
The new angle was brutal. He was so deep she felt him in her throat.
Cherry screamed, her back arching off the bed, her tits bouncing wildly.
Rex’s eyes locked on them, hungry.
“These fucking tits,” he snarled, leaning down to suck one nipple into his mouth.
His tongue lashed from one nipple to the other while he pounded her.
He bit down just hard enough to make her cry out, then soothed it with his tongue before switching to the other.
His free hand slid between them, his thumb finding her clit. He rubbed fast, messy circles that had her shaking and crying out in pleasure.
“Come for me again, baby,” he growled against her skin.
“Come on your uncle’s cock like the dirty little girl you are.”
She shattered, screaming his name.
Her pussy clamped down so hard Rex cursed, his hips stuttering.
She squirted, a hot gush that soaked his cock, his balls, and the sheets. Her whole body shook as she screamed his name.
Rex didn’t stop. He fucked her through it, harder and faster, chasing his own release.
“Gonna fill this cunt up,” he rasped, his voice breaking.
“Gonna pump you so full you’ll feel me for days.”
He slammed in one last time and came with a roar, his cock pulsing and flooding her with heat.
Thick ropes of cum painted her insides, leaking out around his cock with every weak thrust as he emptied himself.
They collapsed together, Rex’s weight pinning her to the bed, both of them panting, sweat-slick, and shaking.
After a minute he rolled off, his cock slipping out with a wet sound, cum dripping from her pussy onto the sheets.
He pulled her into his arms without asking, one big hand cupping her ass, the other stroking her hair.
Cherry buried her face in his chest, breathing him in: sweat, smoke, and something that was just Rex.
“I still hate you,” she whispered against his skin, her voice raw and trembling with aftershocks.
Rex’s laugh was low, dark, almost tender.
“Don’t give a fuck, Cherry. Hate me all you want. Long as this pussy keeps coming for me, we’re good.”
His cock was already twitching against her thigh again, half-hard and rising fast.
Cherry felt it, felt the heat of him, and her breath caught.
She shoved at his chest, weak and half-hearted.
“You’re disgusting.”
“Never said I wasn’t.”
He sat up, ran a hand through his sweat-damp hair, and looked at her like he was memorizing the mess he’d made of his best friend’s little girl.
“Shower’s down the hall,” he said, his voice rough but steady, eyes still dark with leftover lust.
“Then get dressed. We’re going out.”
Cherry blinked, propped up on her elbows, her tits still heaving, cum leaking down her thighs.
“Out? It’s one in the morning.”
Rex gave her a look that shut her up fast.
“Exactly. The 24-hour pharmacy on 82nd is open. You’re getting Plan B, and I’m buying condoms. I’m not knocking up my best friend’s daughter, and I’m damn sure not pulling out every time I fuck you.”
Cherry’s mouth opened, then closed. Her cheeks burned hotter than they had all night.
She pushed up on her elbows, her tits swaying, cum still dripping down her thighs.
“Oh, so now you care that I’m your best friend’s daughter?”
Rex’s eyes narrowed, dangerous and amused.
“Don’t twist my words, girl. I care that I’m not knocking you up and giving your old man a heart attack. That’s all.”
She sat up fully, hair wild and cheeks flushed, looking every bit the freshly fucked twenty-year-old she was.
Rex stood, his cock still half-hard, and grabbed his jeans off the floor.
“Move, little girl. Clock’s ticking. You’ve got five minutes before I drag you out exactly like this.”
“Screw you, Uncle Rex.”
She snatched her tank top off the floor, didn’t bother with the thong, and stormed out naked, her ass jiggling with every furious step.
Rex stared at it, his cock already fully hard again as a slow smirk pulled at his mouth.
“Screw me? I’d love that.”