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'Yeah? But you still want this asshole's dick, don't you?' He pressed closer, his erection brushing her thigh through the robe, hot and insistent. 'Say it. Tell me how bad you crave me touching that wet pussy I know you like the way I play with it, tell me.'

She shoved at his chest, but weakly, fingers lingering on his pecs. 'Get away from me.” She whimpered. Trying so hard to resist him because she knew he was teasing her and trying to see if she still got it in her to helplessly beg him for his sexual attention.

But to her surprise, in that moment instead of thinking of him when he drew close enough, she was thinking of someone else. Someone who actually cared. Richard's face flashed in her mind, but Chase's body was right here, demanding her to give in so he can mock her for lack of restraint.

His hand shot out, grabbing her wrist, pinning it above her head against the wall. 'Tell me you want me to fuck your tasteless pussy. Tell me how much you miss me twisting you up and fucking the hell out of you, huh? Tell me how much you miss calling me daddy while finger yourself?' He leaned in, lips grazing her ear.

“Please stop this Chase, you already said you dont want me anymore” she cried as her desires for him continue to battle with her restraints.

'Bet you’d love to know what I feel like inside you after all these months of nothing, I know I am making you drip right now.' His free hand tugged the robe open, exposing her breast, thumb flicking the nipple. 'Look at you, hard already. You hate me, but your body doesn't lie.'

A gasp escaped her, pleasure sparking despite the anger. 'Stop... Chase, don't.' But she arched into his touch, pussy throbbing. 'You'll regret this, Giselle.' She said in her mind.

'Well, you see as much as I dont give a shit about you, I still get to have this pussy until the divorce is finalized.' He pinched her nipple harder, rolling it, his dick now fully hard against her hip. 'On your knees. Suck it, and maybe I won't tell everyone what a needy bitch you are.'

God knows she tried her best to resist him, so she did what came to her mind; she yanked her wrist free, shoving him back a step, robe falling open completely now, baring her to his hungry gaze. 'Make me.' The words slipped out of her throat, defiant but laced with lust and burning sexual desire. Her hate twisted with desire, body screaming for his manhandling even as her mind rebelled and cursed her out. She hated herself so much.

Chase's eyes darkened, stepping forward again, hands on her hips, pulling her against him. His dick trapped between them, leaking pre-cum on her stomach. 'You sure about that? Because I'll fuck you right here, make you beg for more.' He ground against her, the head nudging her clit through the air. 'Feel how hard you make me? Even knowing you're fucking stupid and worthless slut.'

'That's not—' She cut off, moaning as he cupped her pussy, fingers sliding through her wetness. 'Chase... fuck, why do you do this to me? Just why?'

'Because you love it,' he murmured, slipping a finger inside her, curling it. 'Tight and soaked. Just like the night I popped your cherry”

She gripped his shoulders, nails digging in, hating the truth in his words. 'Shut up and touch me properly. If you're gonna be an ass, at least make it worth it.' Her hips rocked on his hand, chasing the friction.

He added a second finger, thrusting deep. 'Spread those legs wider.' She did, and he pumped faster, thumb on her clit. 'Tell me you want my cock. Say it, Giselle.'

'I... I want it,' she admitted, voice breaking, regret following seconds later. 'I fucking hate you, but fuck me, Chase. Hard.'

He pulled his fingers out, slick with her, and pushed her onto the bed. 'On all fours. Show me that ass.' She complied, knees spreading, pussy exposed and dripping. He knelt behind, rubbing his cock along her slit. 'This what you need? You want me to wreck you?'

'Yes! Just do it!' she cried, pushing back.

He slammed in, burying to the hilt in one thrust. 'Fuck, so tight. Take it all.' He gripped her hips, pounding relentlessly, skin slapping. 'I knew you still wanted this dick, you worthless slut.'

'Oh god, Chase!' She buried her face in the pillow, pleasure overriding hate, body surrendering.

He reached around, rubbing her clit. 'You are just a worthless fucking dick hungry slut, good thing I could make use of this pussy tonight.' His thrusts grew erratic, grunts filling the room.

She shattered, screaming his name, walls clenching. 'Yes! Yes!! Yes!!' He followed, hot cum spurting deep, collapsing over her.

But as they caught their breath, reality crashed back. 'This changes nothing,' he whispered, shoving her off. 'I just needed to get through since that stupid bitch, Monica, has been acting up because dad halted the divorce'

She felt used. She felt instantly stupid for giving into him. She had never wanted to slap her self so badly and she wished she had just rejected him or bruised his ego than let him use her body because his side chic rejected him.

“You are insufferable!” She moaned weakly, “I promise you this is going to be the last time” she cried, trying to gather herself together, his cum leaking from her.

Chase smirked,'Liar. You'll be back for more.' He dressed quickly into something else, sprayed his perfume before leaving her spent and conflicted.

Giselle curled up, tears stinging. What had she done? Richard's words haunted her—do what makes you happy. But this? This was a mess. This made her feel empty even more. She wished she could erase the last couple of minutes with chase from her mind. She was still very much horny because she did not orgasm, but this whole thing got her feeling truly worthless.

Her mind flashed back to her moment in the tub, her fingers working furiously, three deep in her pussy, twisting and scissoring. 'Daddy, your tongue... lick me,' she was begging the air, recalling Richard’s mouth from before.

So why she was still in teeters on the bed, she imagined her father in law kneeling between her legs , spreading her wide. 'Open up for Daddy,' he would say tongue flat against her clit, lapping slow then fast. She flicked her own clit, mimicking, moans turning to whimpers. 'Suck it, please...'

She was so hurt that she had to rely on pleasuring her self, but her rebellious side indulged her, she would rather touch herself thinking about her father in law than let thought of her disastrous moment with Chase haunt her.

So she continued to Richard’s lips sealing around the bud, humming vibrations through her. 'Sweetest pussy. Cum on Daddy's face, baby girl.' Her fingers thrust harder, water splashing, building to another peak. 'I'm... ah!' She came again, body convulsing.

Then he stood, cock in hand. 'Turn around, baby. Daddy's gonna fuck your mouth first.' She imagined dropping to her knees in the bed, lips parting for his thick head. 'Suck it deep.' She hollowed her cheeks in her mind, bobbing, hand stroking the base. Gagging as he hit her throat. 'Good girl, take Daddy's dick.' Saliva dripped, her free hand now fingering herself again while 'sucking'.

He pulled out, flipping her over the tub edge. 'Ass up.' His cock slid into her pussy from behind, wet and easy. 'Fuck, love this view.' Slaps echoed as he railed her, hand spanking her cheek. 'You want me to go Harder?'

'Yes, Daddy! Spank me!' She rubbed her ass in reality, the sting imagined fueling her.

He switched, tip pressing her asshole. 'Want Daddy here too?'

'Yes... slowly daddy.' He pushed in, inch by inch, stretching her. 'So tight. Fucking tight, Relax for me.' Once seated, he fucked steady, hand reaching to finger her pussy. Double filled in fantasy, she cried out, orgasming hard. Finally she had orgasmed, the calmness that followed put her to sleep like a happy child. A much appreciated sleep.