He hated her. Well, he felt like he did. She betrayed him numerous times, putting his livelihood at risk and endangering his public image. He wanted to choke the shit out of her! Fittingly, that's exactly what he was doing.
Her gasps for air were short and desperate, but she loved it. Although the look in his eyes was one of fury and rushing anger, his thrusts between her thighs spoke of unbridled passion. True, she had done much to deserve his frustrations, but she only wanted his attentions. His puritan sex was good as it was, but she enjoyed the angry sex so much more. So, she constantly did shit to piss him off. He rewarded her with sexual abuse, but abuse that she loved.
Right now she could barely breathe and she couldn't desire better. His thickness stretched her open as he drilled into her mercilessly. Her breasts rocked back and forth as her pussy took the beating that she so desperately craved. She had already cum three times and was well on her way to her fourth.
His grip only loosened when he tossed her onto her stomach with as little grace as possible. No words were exchanged, just the grunts as he continued his assault, pounding her deeply, sliding in effortlessly, never noticing that she became wetter and wetter with each thrust. He had her legs bent back and over his thighs as he tried to inflict damage from behind her. He slapped her ass repeatedly, harder and harder, her skin flowing from smooth brown to deep purple. As much as he wanted a nut, he wanted to hurt her more. There was no way that she could understand the bullshit she put him through!
At one point, she attempted to crawl away from him, her hands grasping at the sheets, but her resistance just fueled his evil desires, causing him to thrust harder and faster. She felt the huge bombs of sweat that poured onto her legs and back. She didn't really want to get away; she just wanted more of his dick, and that's exactly what she got. He was so long and thick and sometimes it amazed her when she thought about how she took him all in, but this type of sex made it impossible for her to focus on his size, instead resting her mind on the pain and pleasure streaking through her body.
Four orgasms. He didn't give a fuck. He was so bitter about her betrayal that she could skeet blood and he wouldn't stop. He slapped her ass until his hands hurt, leaning forward and then pulling on her short bob haircut. As severely pissed as he was right now, he couldn't help but think about how sexy she was. Her body was perfect. He had a momentary lapse and thought of happier times and slowed his pace.
Noticing, she screamed back at him "You fucking asshole!" That's all it took. With a hard yank, her head flew back as he pushed her legs up her back, putting every single inch of his shaft inside her. It was enough to send them both over the edge as she flexed her pussy on him.
He hated the ultimate power that she had over him. He felt so pissed that she could use him as she willed, but her pussy was undeniable. With a final series of grunts, he released himself into her, his hot stream filled with passion, hurt, anger and bitterness. He released her hair as she overcame another climax, her moans spreading throughout the room. He looked down on her in disgust. What would this bitch do next?