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Hate S*x with Colby Brock

Colby pats your ass as he walks by you, giving you a smirk as he walks up the steps and into the bathroom. You follow in his direction, but make your way into the bedroom, doing as he said.

You take a deep breath before taking off your t-shirt and sweats, dropping them into a pile at the end of the bed. You slowly crawl up, turning to sit down in the middle at the top.

A few minutes later, Colby comes in and there's a towel around his waist. You can see that his cock is growing harder the longer he looks at you, so you give him a smirk.

"Good girl." He smirks, watching your face drop as soon as the words slip off his tongue, "That's what I thought." He mumbles as he closes the door and walks over to you, stopping at the end of the bed, "Lay down."

He watches as you move to lay down, eyes staying on him until he pulls his towel off, letting it lay with your clothes. Your eyes watch as he crawls up towards you, moving all the way up to pin your hands down by your head, "If you so much as say one word, I'm stopping." He tilts his head, "and I don't think you want me to stop, do you?"

You shake your head, biting down on your lip as his eyes stay on yours, "Since I'm so pissed right now, is it okay if I use that pussy of yours?" You nod and he smirks, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your lips. You soak up the gentleness of his kiss now, because you know it's straight roughness from here on out.

"I promise I'll make it up to you after, I'm just so pissed at anyone that isn't you right now." He taps your hip, "Roll over for me." You roll over onto your stomach and hold yourself up on your elbows.

When you're least expecting it, a sharp sting is smacked onto your right ass cheek, causing you to yelp. You look back at Colby and he bites his lower lip, massaging the print of his hand on your skin.

He lifts his hand and you watch, whimpering out as his other hand comes down to deliver the same mark onto your opposite cheek. "Fuck." Colby groans, making your ass jiggle with his hands, "I can't blame anyone for wanting to touch you."

Colby moves and is now straddling your thighs, "You're so fucking beautiful." He drags his hand up your back and your brace yourself for him to rip at your hair, but he doesn't, instead he lifts your hips a little and you can feel spit sliding down to be collected by the head of his cock.

"Pussy is fucking.." he groans as he slides in, gripping your hips as he pulls you all the way onto him, "Sluttiest fucking pussy for me." You let out a moan, heavily fighting back the urge to moan out his name. Colby pulls out, but not all the way, and digs his fingertips deeper as he rails back in.

He slides a hand up, fingers tangling around as much hair he can get. He gives your upper body a yank, lifting you up onto the flat of your hands with a whimper, his cock still railing into you from behind. Colby leans down, planting kissing up your shoulder until he reaches your ear, "Who are you?"

He pushes his cock all the way into you, holding it there as he breathes against your neck. He lifts his head, tone whimperish, "Who. Are. You?" He starts to thrust and you grip the sheets, crying out, "Yours, baby! Fuck, I-I'm yours!"

"That's right." Colby turns your head, planting sloppy kissing to what he can reach of your lips, "I don't want anyone else feeling this pussy." He groans out, "Who's pussy is this?"

"Yours!" You whimper out squeezing his cock and he groans, "My little slut gonna cum for me, huh? I can feel that pussy squeezing me." You nod as much as you can with his grip still on your hair, "Y-yes. P-pl-please."

Colby's thrust remain strong, hard and rough. He moans, "Have you been a good girl? A good little whore for me?" The whine you let out gets cut short by his hand sliding around your neck, squeezing, "Ye-s. I've been a good little whore." Colby tilts your head back, "Do you deserve it?" You moan loudly as you feel your orgasm teetering on the edge, "Fuck." You cry out, "I deserve your cock, baby, please please please."

Colby sits up, pulling out to roll you onto your back, quickly resuming the thrusts he left off with. Your back arches and your eyes roll back as the pleasures starts to mix with a growing ache, "F-Fuck, Colby!" You squeeze his cock and your legs wrap tightly around his waist.

His hands have your wrist pinned down by your head, but if you had your hands on him, you know you'd be leaving red lines up and down his back, "F-Fuck." Colby continues his pace, quickly causing a feeling of overstimulation to slowly flood in.

His thrust weren't caring, the grip on your wrist and what he had on your hips weren't either. You just hope they don't bruise, but at the same time, you kind of wanted them.

Colby's thrusts quickly grow sloppy and he leans down, lips connecting to your lips, "Can I cum in this pussy? Mark it as mine, sweetheart?" Half dazed, you nod and gasp as you feel his cock twitch inside of you. You moan out quietly as Colby leans down, "Maybe this'll put a baby in you so people know that you're mine."

You close your eyes as you feel Colby's cock slip out of you and your legs fall to the right when he moves from in between them.

You lay there for a few minutes, eyes closed until you feel the bed dip down beside you. You turn your head, slowly opening your eyes, "Are you still mad?" Colby presses his lips to yours and hums, "No. I know you wouldn't ever do anything. You were right, I let my anger get the best of me. I'm sorry."

You reach up, laying a hand on his cheek, "I think we both lost our cool for like three hours." He sighs, smiling, "Are you okay? You good?" He looks over your body and back to your face. You take a deep breathe, "I think I want to go for a bath, and when we get back.." you smile up at him, poking his cheek, "You're going to do what you promised me you were going to do."

He turns his head to kiss the palm of your head, "Deal."

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