“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said, and he sounded so sincere she could almost believe him. He lowered his hand to his cock, gripping it tight, and brought it between her trembling thighs. “I just want to make you feel good.”

“Don’t,” she moaned weakly, her face hot from the slap and the tears that were now streaming unchecked. The broad head of his cock was wedged against her, pushing against the delicate opening. She was wet, but he was big, and she struggled in his hold. She thought for a moment that he wouldn’t be able to do it, but then he shoved her leg high and angled his hips, and she screamed when he drove deep.

She arched back, trying to get away, but she couldn’t. Between the hard counter and skewered on his cock, there was nowhere to go.

“Fuck, yeah,” he muttered. He pulled back slightly then pushed forward again, wedging himself deeper. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“No,” she gasped. She hung in his arms, pinned against the counter and held up only by the weight of his body. She was stretched wide, the delicate entrance of her body burning as she struggled to accommodate him, and tears flowed down her cheeks. “It hurts.”

“Liar.” He pulled almost all the way out before shoving back in this time. “I can feel your cunt grabbing my cock, sucking me in. You fucking love this.”

She shook her head frantically, her hands curling into useless fists behind her. “No, no.”

He laughed, harsh and mean, and slammed into her. He let go of her hands to grab her ass, digging in hard to hold her still for his pounding. She brought her hands forward to push against his chest, but he was immovable. The countertop was digging into her back, each thrust jamming her into it. “Please, Cade. You’re hurting me!”

Sweat dripped off his nose to splash onto her bare breast. “I think you like a little pain.”

“No.” She shook her head frantically, shrinking back when he bent his head. His teeth closed on her nipple, gently at first, then hard enough to make her scream.

His laugh vibrated against her breast, and he bit her again, pulling on her nipple hard before letting it bounce free. “Damn, your cunt got tight when I did that. Do it again, baby.”

She moaned in distress when he bent his head to her other breast, and by the time he lifted his head again, she was sobbing with pain and despair. “Please, stop. Please.”

“I can’t stop now, baby,” he panted, grunting as he rutted into her. “You want to come, don’t you?”

“No,” she groaned, the very thought of an orgasm making her stomach twist with nausea.