Twisted Rose: Motorcycle Dark Romance 3 (The Darkness Trilogy) Read Online Free Page B

job.
    “Rose, stop it.”
    She couldn’t stop. She had to please him. She had to keep him. She couldn’t let him realize how ruined she was. How nasty she was. How worthless she was.
    She slammed her head up and down, up and down, almost gagging herself on his cock. She wanted him to fuck her face as hard as he wanted. She wanted him to feel pleasure. She wanted him to come.
    “Stop it right now,” Josh said, louder. He was sitting up and holding her by the shoulders.
    But she didn’t stop. She just kept gagging herself on his ripe, massive cock.
    “I don’t want this,” he said. “Not like this.”
    No! She couldn’t lose him. She couldn’t let him think like that. She had to make him come. She could make him come all over her face. He’d like that. Men liked that. That was what they wanted. They wanted to come on girls. They wanted their sticky, white, gooey semen to squirt all over girls’ faces, their bodies, their pussies. They wanted to fuck girls and use them like animals and slaves. They wanted to rob them of dignity. That was what she was for. That was all she had to offer him. She couldn’t risk losing him.
    How could she go on without him? How could she live without him? The DRMC would find her and kill her. She needed Josh. She needed him to love her. And for that, she needed to make him come all over her face.
    “Rose, please stop.”
    She couldn’t stop. He was trying to hold her now, to stop her from jamming her mouth down on his penis like a demented whore. Now she knew she’d ruined everything. He didn’t want her. He didn’t even want to come on her anymore. She was worthless to him. Worthless to everyone. She wasn’t even worth coming on. She was so disgusting that he didn’t even want to come on her face.
    She was crying. She only just realized it. Tears were streaming down her face. She gasped for air. Josh held her back, his enormous strength preventing her from driving her mouth down on his cock any more. He didn’t want her. She cried out. She sobbed and could no longer hold back the tears.
    “Rose. You’re alright.”
    “You don’t want me,” she cried.
    “Rose, that’s not it.”
    “I disgust you. I know I do. Just let me make you come, please.”
    “Rose, calm down.”
    He was holding her now, trying to calm her, but she couldn’t be calmed. She was a mess. Her mind was racing in a million directions, but mostly it was fixating on one, simple fact. He didn’t want her. He didn’t even want to come on her face. She was so worthless to him that he didn’t even want that much.
    “Rose, I love you.”
    “Then let me make you come,” she sobbed.
    “Not like this.”
    “Just come on my face. You’ll feel good. I’ll make you feel good.”
    “I know you will, baby. I know you will.”
    “Let me get you off, Josh. I know I can do it. You don’t have to fuck me. Just come on my face.”
    “Rose, let’s take things slow.”
    “Let me make you come, baby,” she begged.
    “I will, Rose. I promise.”
    She couldn’t stop crying. She could hear the words she was crying and they made no sense to her. She knew that wasn’t the way she was supposed to think. She knew that wasn’t what a girl had to do to make a boy love her. She knew all that. But she’d forgotten it too. She’d been with so many men and all they’d wanted was to use her as a receptacle for their sperm. All they’d wanted was to fuck her and throw her away.
    How could all those men want her for that, and then Josh want something different? How did that make sense?
    “I’m losing it, Josh,” she cried. “I’m losing it.”

VII
    R OSE WAS IN WORSE SHAPE than Josh would ever have thought. He knew she’d been through a tough couple of years. That was putting it mildly. She’d been systematically tortured and abused and there was no way anyone could expect her to come out of a situation like that unscathed. But he hadn’t been prepared for the reality of it. She was traumatized. She was