EroticReverie

Jonah

It's several hours before I'm home, several hours before I walk in, finding a pantless Lacey sitting on the sofa, with Knox and Anders on the couch, all of them watching television, LAcey's head is the only one that turns when I walk in.

My nostrils flare as I look at her sitting there with my t shirt to her knees, her feet tucked up on the sofa , but the move and slip down off the couch to the floor. I hated how much her terrified voice on the phone earlier pissed me off. I hate how much I also wanted to fuck her because of it. How it at the same time turned me on. To know she'd been truly fucking helpless. If I hated called when I did, nothing would have stopped Haunch, Kidd and Barney from taking her for a spin. Because in our group of guys...we didn't fucking keep women for more than fucking. She was fair game as far as they were concerned. She appeared to them as a leftover of mine, not knowing who she was...or that she was fucking MINE. 

I walk right over, her eyes widening, and I reach down, grabbing her arm under her shoulder. She makes a little sound as she stumbles up to her feet.

"ow" she whines as I pull her by her arm.

"shut up" I growl and she follows me as I pull her, looking at Knox and Anders.

"I'll call you." I huff, dismissing them, both of them smirking , giving knowing grins that piss me right the fuck off. 

"ow Jonah" she whines as I pull her into my room, and bring her to the bed and push her to sit down. 

"Tell me exactly how he fucking touched you." I growl. 

Her brows pinch together. 

"Who, your fucking friend with the yellow teeth?" she grits her teeth.

"Don't fucking get an attitude with me...yes...him." I say.

She scoffs. "I think I have reason to have a fucking attitude with you when-"

"No...you fucking dont." I say grabbing her jaw and she gasps, eyes widening. 

"Answer the fucking question." I growl at her. 

"why?" she glowers at me with her eyes, even with her jaw firmly gripped in my hand. 

I take my other hand, smacking her cheek. It's not hard, not at all, but I know it gives enough shock to her, because she slaps my hand. 

"fuck you Jonah!" she squeaks and starts to kick at me, her hands shoving as I push her back easily onto the bed, pinning her arms down as I let my thighs and legs tame her lower legs. 

"Listen to me Lacey.....when I fucking speak...you listen....when I ask a question....you fucking answer.....when I tell you to fucking jump....you ask how fucking high" I growl down at her. 

"how about when you tell me to jump I tell you to go fuck yourself!" she yells and bucks her hips upward, squirming and fighting against me.

"Knock it off or I will turn you over and bury my cock right into that fucking ass Lacey. No lube...no fucking mercy..." I growl in warning , her squirming stops and I grin.

"Now...quit being a difficult little cunt...and answer me....tell me exactly what happened." I growl, her brows lowering, her eyes narrowing. As if debating whether or not she wants to risk her tight little asshole over being a defiant little bitch. 

But then she speaks, telling me exactly what happened, my jaw ticking. 

"I'll take care of it." I huff and then stand, and Lacey lays on her back looking up at me. 

"I have no idea what that means." she says. 

"You will." I say. "after I take care of it." 

I pull off my shirt and watch her eyes fall over my chest and abs, and she whimpers. 

"Jonah...i'm sore." she pleads.

"And i'm hard...ask me which one you think I give the biggest fuck for." I say and drop my pants and my boxers and kick them off as Lacey whines.

"Shut up" I growl, kicking off my boots, them my pants and boxers from my ankles.

"spread your legs and touch that pussy till it's wet for me Lacey" I groan and she whimpers, reaching down with a hand and spread her legs, my shirt lifted up to her waist, her bare pussy on display and I watch, stroking my dick. 

"you could do it you know....touch me yourself..." she suggests. 

"shut up and rub your clit Lacey..do whatever you need to do for that cunt to be ready for me, cause you have about sixty  seconds till I take it either way" I warn her and she writhes slightly.

"you like hurting me" she says.

"I do." I admit and she bites her lip and I watch as her fingers slip over her clit, around it in cirlces, she dips them down, inside of herself and I groan as she parts her mouth and exhales and then slides them out and back to her clit.

"what if that guy had hurt me, would you like that too?" she asks. 

My jaw clenches.  "No. Because he didnt have permission."

"you think you own me?" she moans. 

"Tell me that I don't and I'll remind you that I do....you've got about twenty more second till I remind you anyways. 

"you like raping me" she says and rubs her pretty little clit faster.

"No Lacey." I say shaking my head, stepping closer. "I love raping you." 

She moans, legs spreading wider.

"what if that guy had raped me...i thought he was going to." she pants.

"Did you want him to rape you?" I growl. 

She shakes her head, my cock throbbing.

"no" she answers. 

"He may have...id I hadnt called....if I didnt tell him who you were..." 

"who am i?" she moans as I lick my lips and look at her legs, her pussy, her hand working her hot little cunt for me. Her big tits under my t shirt as she lays back on my bed, her other hand reaching behing her neck, her head and back lfiting a moment as she pulls her hair from under her back and lets it fan around her. 

"mine" I answer and then grab her hips , yanking her ass to the edge of the bed. 

"what if raped me, what would you do?" she asks, her voice excited, thrilled with the rage the rolls off of me at the idea of someone else doing what they want with her body.

"I'd fucking kill him." I growl and she smirks as I slap her hand from her pussy and push my cock against her pussy, the head of it throbbing, all of it, missing her fucking cunt so god damn much that it makes me feel crazy. My cousin was a hot little fucking messed up in the head little sexual deviant, much like myself. A perfect match for me. 

"no you wouldnt" she half laughs and I notch the head of my dick inside her. 

"yes. I fucking would." I groan, and then thrust into her. 

Discussion over. 

Lacey screams out, back arching. I'm dying to watch her tits as I fuck her, as I pin her to the bed , one hand on her throat, the other on the face, gripping her jaw as I grunt and thrust, watching those tits move beneath MY fucking shirt. 

 She starts crying only minutes in, tears ripping down the sides of her face as I keep my hand on her throat, not gripping it, just using to hold her in her place, my other hand on the bed , bracing myself as I wreck her fucking cunt. I show zero fucking restraint, because I never have, and I wouldnt start now. I fuck her like she's nothing, like her feelings don't matter. Because they dont...not with me..not when I own her. Not when I'm so fucking far up inside her immaculate fucking teenage pussy. Ruining her, claiming her, making her understand that this is what she's made for. For me. For MY fucking cock. 

Lacey is still crying as I bust inside her, cum filling her, spilling into where it belongs. Deep inside of my cousins wet , rape loving cunt. I was going to lose my fucking head with how fucking much I loved cumming inside her, how hard her tears made me, how hard her cries and begging me to stop made me. 

When I slide out , she's trembling, sniffling. She's fucking sexy as hell with her red eyes and wet cheeks, fucking precious and all fucking mine. 

"Clean yourself up Lacey. Then make me dinner." I growl, moving away from the bed, grabbing my boxers, and my pants, sliding them back on as she lays theres, my cum spilling from her cunt.