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sliding into my pussy without any warning.

I muffled my moan by covering my mouth with my hand and I closed my eyes to ease the stinging sensation from his sudden movements.

“Fuck,” he growled in his deep voice, moving the small vibrator along my skin before he stopped right above my clit.

“So fucking tight. Squeeze my dick with that wet cunt, baby.”

I tried to focus on my body, to do what he told me to and simultaneously enjoy myself while he thrusted into me with his thickness.

I circled my hips to try and get my little toy right where it felt good, but he pulled it away and slapped my ass. “Don’t. Fucking. Move,” he spat, slapping my ass again before stopping his own movements.

“Do you really want to show those people downstairs what’s going on up here? Because that’s what I’ll do if you don’t fucking listen to me!”

Another threat, another challenge.

“Maybe,” I purred, looking back at him with a naughty grin.

“Cunt,” he murmured on the verge of losing it because of me, but he controlled himself and pushed my head back against the mattress with enough force to make me cry out.

He started fucking me again, harder and faster this time.

People finding out I was fucking Riggs would quickly turn into a disaster. It would be catastrophic, but that didn’t stop me from provoking the chance of getting caught.

I was eighteen, old enough to make my own decisions, and fucking Riggs was the one thing in my life that fulfilled me in a way nothing else ever has.

So I moaned, loudly, as he continued to thrust into me while his hands gripped my ass tightly.

The vibrator was still in his right hand, and I felt it vibrate against my skin, making me want him to move it closer to my asshole where it would stimulate some of the intense sensation.

But he didn’t, and he also didn’t seem to care about me making too much noise anymore.

“Oh, yes, daddy…harder,” I begged, pushing against him with every single one of his thrusts, making him push deeper into my pussy.

He wasn’t talking, but the growls and groans he let out had a sort of angry undertone. Not that all the other times he fucked me sounded any different.

I was slowly falling back into that known trance he often put me in, but right before I could let myself fall and let him take over my body again, I heard heels clicking in the hallway, coming our way.

“Shit,” I whispered, reaching back to make him stop moving.

Suddenly, I wasn’t feeling so brave anymore.

“Valley, sweetie…what are you doing in there?” Della’s concerned voice called out from outside my room, and I looked up at Riggs, both breathing heavily.

There was something mischievous in his eyes, something challenging.

He pulled himself out of me, and for a second I wondered if he’d really go as far as opening the door and exposing himself—us.

Instead, he held the vibrator to me and nodded toward the door. “Tell her you’re playing with yourself,” he challenged, making my eyes widen at his words.

“Sweetie, is everything okay in there?” She must’ve heard me, thinking I was in pain or whatever, but what Riggs wanted me to do would change the way Della saw me.

She had no clue who I really was, what I did when I locked myself in my bedroom at night.

“Go,” he hissed, and I quickly took the pastel teal vibrator out of his hand to then walk to my bedroom door and unlock it while Riggs stepped right next to me, hiding from our somewhat unwelcomed guest.

I looked up at him with worry in my eyes, but he nodded and waited for me to open the door just a crack, keeping him hidden as I peeked out to look at Della.

“Everything’s okay,” I told her, placing my left hand on the side of the door with the vibrator pressed against it. I had turned it off, because letting it vibrate against the door would only make a loud, unpleasant sound.

Della’s eyes widened as she took in my makeup-smeared face, and her confusion quickly turned into shock as she realized what I was holding.

“Oh, I…” she started, moving her gaze along the small crack to inspect more of my body. There wasn’t much to see though, as I was standing with my body hidden behind the door while leaning over so only my head was visible.

And to make matters worse for me, Riggs reached between my legs and started rubbing