Chapter 93 Not So Rough
"Sorry." Easton leaned down and kissed the corner of her tear-streaked eyes. He should've been gentler, especially since he had dragged her here against her will. Today, she had been unexpectedly compliant.
Maybe it was her obedience that made him want to be rougher.
His lower body moved slowly as he bit her ear and whispered, "Cassidy, can I be a bit rougher?"
Cassidy's face went pale. "No!"
"No what?" He looked down at her, watching her full breasts bounce with his thrusts.
"Not so rough!"
As soon as she finished speaking, he thrust into her forcefully again.
Cassidy clutched the sheets tightly, throwing her head back and screaming.
Easton grabbed her face, looking at her flushed cheeks, and chuckled "Then beg me."
Cassidy's eyes widened, questioning how he could be so shameless.
Easton didn't let up. He continued to thrust forcefully, waiting for her to make a choice.
Cassidy's mind went blank. She gripped the sheets harder, her fingernails almost digging into her palms.
She closed her eyes, trying to focus on anything else to distract herself, but the pleasure of him inside her was too overwhelming. No matter what she did, she couldn't ignore his presence.
He seemed to be waiting for her to beg. Each thrust was harder than the last, drowning her in waves of pleasure.
After another climax, Cassidy thought he would stop, but he continued to pound her sensitive spots even harder. She could feel every inch of him inside her.
"Slow down! It's too rough!" She screamed, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, trying to slow him down.
Sweat and tears streamed down her face, and she couldn't form a coherent sentence.
"Cassidy, what are you saying?" He grabbed her breasts, licking and biting them.
Even with Cassidy tightly clinging to him, he found ways to torment her.
Cassidy's mind couldn't process his emotions. She could only moan under Easton's relentless thrusts.
"Easton, please, not so rough."
Her voice trembled violently.
Easton finally slowed down. He lifted Cassidy, her breasts pressing against his firm chest, her nipples sore from his bites. The contact made her chest ache and itch.
Easton grabbed her butt, satisfied with the feel of her soft, round cheeks. But this position allowed him to penetrate deeper, and Cassidy could only cling to his neck, gasping for breath.
"Cassidy, relax, you're too tight."
Easton gently patted her butt, his movements slow and deliberate inside her.
Cassidy's vagina clung to Easton's member. She could feel him moving slowly inside her, the slow torture making her squirm.
Easton felt her movements and took a deep breath, gripping her waist and thrusting into her body with abandon.
Cassidy held onto Easton's head, arcing her back and screaming.
Easton buried his face in Cassidy's chest, savoring her flesh as she screamed.
The climax hit hard and fast. Cassidy felt drained, his member still pounding into her. The rapid contractions and the gush of fluids made Easton groan in pleasure.
She held his head, eyes closed, face flushed, mouth hanging open, still moaning.
He kissed her lips again, swallowing her breath, his tongue exploring her mouth.
Cassidy went limp, unable to resist.
He kissed her passionately, exchanging their fluids.
His member moved quickly, her post-climax vagina wet and soft, fluids leaking out with each thrust.
After a long while, Easton finally pulled out. As he withdrew, a mix of their fluids flowed from Cassidy, soaking the sheets.
He lay on top of her, their heavy breaths mingling.
When it was over, Cassidy was too exhausted to open her eyes. The task of cleaning up and changing the sheets fell to Easton once again.
The next morning, Easton woke to find Cassidy sitting at the mirror, applying makeup.
Her already beautiful face looked even more stunning after her careful attention, making it hard to look away.
She was still wearing the nightgown he had put on her last night, her body covered in visible love bites.
Noticing Easton's gaze in the mirror, Cassidy walked over to the bed, smiling at him.
Easton's eyes lingered on the various marks on her body, reminding him of the previous night's events.
Realizing something, Easton smiled back at Cassidy.
"Last night, you were so eager. What do you want?"
Since he had brought Cassidy here, she hadn't genuinely smiled. Their endless nights of passion were always forced, him dragging her into a pit of desire.
But last night was the first time she had willingly participated, the first time she had wanted it.
"You figured it out." Cassidy smiled brightly. She knew that with Easton, asking for something without giving anything in return wouldn't work.
So, to get what she wanted, she had been so eager last night.
"Easton, I want to go out this afternoon, okay?"
Cassidy looked at Easton, hoping he would grant her request after last night.
But as soon as she spoke, Easton's smile vanished. Without a second thought, he refused. "No."
"Why?" Cassidy immediately questioned.
She had cooperated so much last night to get his permission to go out, but he took what he wanted and still refused her?
How could Easton do this?
"Cassidy, I won't agree." He repeated his refusal. To avoid further argument, he got out of bed and didn't look at her again.
Seeing his actions, Cassidy knew that no matter what she said, Easton wouldn't let her go out.
This realization made Cassidy both angry and upset.
She had done so much for a chance to go out, and Easton had heartlessly refused her!
She was a person, not a bird meant to live in a cage forever!
Watching Easton walk into the bathroom without looking back, Cassidy stormed out of the room in anger.