Chapter 11

**Scarlett's POV**

I squirmed beneath him as he urged me to utter the words. He would thrust in slowly, but wouldn't hit me before pulling out. I couldn't bring myself low to actually beg him to fuck me. I stubbornly shut my mouth even though I was at the verge of orgasm and needed him to bang me.

“You're proving stubborn, huh?” His gaze darkened as they stared down at me. “Do you have a death wish?” He asked, and I shook my head because words failed me. “Do what I asked you to do,”

I pressed my lips together in an attempt to muffle my cries. Before I could think of something, his hand followed his dick to my vagina, stretching the walls. The pleasure was starting to take over; no matter how I tried to stop myself from yearning to be touched by him, it didn't work.

“Beg me, Scarlett!” He snapped, thrusting deeper.

My breath became uneven, and I couldn't think of anything else anymore.

“Fuck me, please.” I blurted out without even realizing it.

"Whore!” He squeezed my breasts