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and waiting.
    He rose and gave a side view of his sloped, semi-erect penis.
    Already? Again?
    He advanced and the mattress creaked as he climbed on top. My heart skipped. Pleasant and unpleasant sensations overcame me as if my body couldn't decide how to react.
    His warm breath stroked my cheek. He pressed his lips to mine while his heavy midriff shoved me into the comforter's softness. He raised to straddle my thighs, glided his hands from my waist to breasts, traveling in slow motion, thumbs teasing the nipples.
    He dipped to my right breast, tongued, sucked the hard peak as he arched into me. Fully erect, his rigid thing stabbed and swiftly gained entry.
    I let him do what he wanted. Gave him what he needed. I lost the power of choice long ago, so why fight?
    Starting at my throat, he kissed up to my lips and slipped to my earlobe for a gentle taste. 
    "Yeah," he whispered, plunging his sex deeper. "I wanna keep you naked so you'll be ready for me, baby. Always ready." His brisk motions caused the headboard to bang, bang, bang the wall.
    His cock tore in and out in savage repetition. I winced.
    "Stop. It hurts."
    His breath caught as he froze, eyes snapped open and stared with hatred.
    "Did you lie about not being a virgin?" he asked.
    "No, but how do you expect me to stay wet all the fucking time? I thought medical students were supposed to know these things."
    He glared for the longest time, then yanked out.
    "I'll be back." Just before leaving, he eyed me with a sternness that implied: I WILL be back to finish this. You're not off the hook.
    He returned with a jar of Vaseline. Sitting astride my thighs, he popped the lid, scooped out a thick layer and massaged it around his length.
    Brandon grabbed the side of the mattress, his well-lubed shiny cock gripped in the other hand. Inch-by-inch he eased it inside.
    It didn't hurt.
    "You better be happy I took the time to use lube. If I'd gone soft, I would've made you suck me until I got hard," he warned. His dark brows formed an angry angle over cerulean slits.
    His lips parted and he exhaled in sudden pleasure. All anger drained from his face, replaced by elation.
    I waited for him to finish. How many times would he use me like some sick-ass sex toy? Plus his warning struck fear in me and opened up a whole host of scary possibilities. What other new sex acts would he force on me? Would he jab weird things inside me? What other degrading acts did he have in store?
    I prayed to god that he wasn't too much of a sexual deviant.
    Though I hadn't been a virgin since the age of sixteen, I was used to vanilla sex and nothing else. But before this I'd only had sex a few times.
    "You're not as tight," he said. "But still feels good I suppose."
    Yes. I suppose so, considering you're sweating, moaning, groping and bucking like a wild animal. God, I hate you. You're a fucking bastard.
    Like a hundred tentacles, his long fingers fondled, probed, caressed. Everywhere he touched, it ached. I rolled my eyes, wondered when this torture would end. Seemed Brandon wouldn't be satisfied until he had my body pummeled into nothing.
    He manhandled, fucked and mauled my body, claimed it as if he owned me.
    Mentally, I drifted outside myself and wandered to a different time and place. Miserable high school memories resurfaced, but anything was better than living in the present.
    For years I had a crush on a certain older boy. Oh my god —Brandon looked just like him.
    So my mental vacation didn't help. Neither did this scorching, stabbing pain that ripped me in half.
    Lube wore off.
    His violent jabs made me rapidly rise and fall, rise and fall. I couldn't stand it.
    "It hurts. Hurry and get off."
    His face distorted in a vicious sneer. "Say— pleeaase ."
    "Go to hell, motherfucker."
    "Then I won't hurry." Enjoying my agony, he slowed his rhythmic stabbing. "Don't wanna come too soon." His mouth formed a cruel smirk as he rode me.
    I did something I should've done a long time ago. I screamed in his