nate was worried that he hadn’t heard from you. it had been a full day. especially after maddy’s texts. those had also suspiciously just stopped.
nate hadn’t tried calling a bunch because he knew you needed rest and limited screen time as per doctors orders, but the thought of maddy turning you against him made him sick with worry.
so when his mom made your favorite brownies and soup, he had the perfect excuse to come over.
he tried to pick a time when your brothers would be at the gas station and it’d just be you at the house, but it was ash who opened the door to him, “why are you here?” ash asked bluntly.
nate looked down towards the to-go containers he was holding and shrugged, “i have her make-up work from some classes.” that part was a lie, but he needed in the door somehow, “and rue said she likes brownies.”
ash raised an eyebrow. he knew damn well nate jacobs and rue bennett did not speak, but he opened the door for nate to walk in, “she’s in her room. 2nd door. leave the door open.” nate nodded and walked to your room, pretending to not know where it was.
you hadn’t been listening to the exchange as you had your headphones in and were listening to a sad playlist. you didn’t know why you were so upset, you just were.
you looked up to see a big shadowy figure and nearly jumped out of your skin, “jesus christ, nate,” you swore, taking off your headphones and sitting up.
“sorry, i knocked,” nate said, sitting next to you and presenting you the brownies and soup. he really didn’t know what to say with how he was trying to make things up to you.
“your moms?” you said with a small smile. his mom’s cooking was your favorite thing, especially her brownies.
he nodded, “we’re both worried about you.” his voice was quiet, “i was worried something happened or maddy did. she had texted me all this shit.”
you cut him off, “she did come to see me,” you cleared your throat. “it made me question us.” most of the small happiness of him showing up, drained out of you.
nate’s heart plummeted. his worst fear was coming true. anger slowly started to boil inside of him.
“but not for reasons you think,” you whispered and grabbed his hand, “i don’t get why you won’t show me off? why aren’t you fighting for us to be public? shouldn’t you want to be able to parade me around? you loved doing it with maddy, you always made her seem so fucking special…” your voice drifted.
“are you ashamed of me, nate? because of where i come from?” your voice was now barely above a whisper.
and with those questions, nate’s world shattered. he grabbed your hand and held it, “how could you think that? i want to show everyone that you’re mine and no one else’s.”
you could tell he meant it by the way his pulse quickened as he spoke about making you his, “do it then, consequences be damned.” you spoke, leaning into his ear.
nate snaked his hand into your hair to pull you closer and kiss you, but you heard footsteps coming towards you. you pulled off of him, caressing his jaw. you moved to the opposite edge of the bed so it would look less suspicious and then yelled, “hey ash! nate’s gonna hang with me for a while and catch me up on some school stuff if you wanna go help fez.”
you released hands with nate as ash walked to the doorway, “you sure?”
you nodded and stood up so you could talk to ash alone, when you were out of the door, you whispered, “it’s fine. he’s going through something right now, okay? we’re just gonna watch a movie after, okay bub?”
ash nodded and looked up at you, “you promise you’ll call if anything happens?”
you nodded, “i promise. don’t tell fez, but nate and i are kinda friends. so it’ll be okay, kiddo. i trust him.” you kissed his forehead and hugged him, “i love you.”
“just coz y’all are friends don’t mean i trust him anymore,” ash tutted.
“i’m not askin you to, dummy. now tell me you love me, or else.” you smiled and stood back to look at him.
“i love you too.” he said rolling his eyes and walking out the door. you heard the front door slam and lock which meant he was actually gone.
you walked back into your room with a grin on your face and looked over at nate sitting on your bed, “well we’re alone now.”
“come here and let me really show everyone how you’re mine, angel.” nate said waiting for you to join him back on his lap.
when you woke up, you woke up with a startle. you looked around and clutched your chest, scared something had happened.
“y/n, are you okay?” jules whispered, waking up from your sudden jolting movements.
you took a deep breathe and nodded, “i think so.” you took in your surroundings and everything started to settle. you were in elliot’s room, in elliot’s bed, in between him and jules and rue was next to jules. you were okay.
you laid back down and your phone buzzed, you picked it up. nate was calling you. the two of you had broken up less than 3 months ago. he had shattered your heart in the process of doing so.
you stared at the phone then at jules, “did something happen last night?” you asked softly.
jules shrugged, “you were being weird with your phone and wanted to leave but we wouldn’t let you.”
the phone stopped ringing, but only to start again. “fuck, i must’ve pissed him off.”
“just block him.” jules said, “he had you blocked for at least a month.”
you stuck your lip out, that was the last thing you wanted to do. in fact, you still wanted nate, badly.
you climbed out of bed, much to jules’ dismay and ran down the stairs to go outside.
you had missed his call again by the time you got outside, so you called him back, “what’s going on? where are you?” his tone was angry and he didn’t even say hi.
“whoa, give me a minute nate. i just woke up and i honestly don’t know what’s happening.” you said, while crouching to sit on elliot’s outside stoop.
“you don’t remember anything you said last night?” there was pain in his voice.
“i haven’t had time to look. i was blacked. i just woke up, baby…” the name slipped from your mouth. it had been the first time you two had talked on the phone since the breakup, “sorry, just gimme a few and we can talk, okay?”
you swore you heard nate’s breath hitch when you called him baby.
“i was just worried. you said you’d come over and then you just stopped responding. i tried to come get you but you wouldn’t tell me where you were. sorry for my tone.” he stated quietly.
you were shocked. “oh, um, it’s okay. i probably didn’t tell you because im at elliot’s and i know you hated me being here when we were together so i didn’t want you to be super pissed and come here when i was drunk and it cause a scene. rue and jules are here too tho. we all slept over.”
you could tell nate was biting his tongue from saying anything, “can i come get you and take you to breakfast? i can give you some time to get ready and read the messages but …”
you cut him off, “yes i’d love that.” your heart yearned to see him again. “pick me up in 20, okay?”
author’s note: i write a romanticized version of nate. in my fics, he has still a dick but waaaay different than the show. isn’t abusive / all the other things that make him really yucky, very non-cannon.
if you don’t like that, find a different fic to read!
You knew the risks of dating someone, and soon eventually having a kid with, like Nate Jacobs. But what you didn’t know was what it would truly entail. The possession, the stalking, the physical abuse, the blackmail, the cheating. When you attempt to move on with the local ex-druggie musician, Nate decides he will ruin the relationship at every cost. How long will Satan keep you close to him? Will Elliot fight through it for you and stay clean?
Summary: After landing a job as the high school’s new counselor you settle into your new home, unaware of what danger lurks just outside your front door.
You blew the hair out of your face, managing to load the last box full of kitchen appliances onto the hardwood floor. You smiled, looking around triumphantly at your new home. It was spacious, far too big for just you, but it had been an absolute steel on the market. Once you had gotten the call from your new boss, Principal Hayes, that you had landed the job at East Highland High School as the new counselor you quickly packed your bags and jumped at the opportunity. You were fresh out of college, bright and intelligent, but still young for the job. You were saddened to leave your friends and family up North, but this job had been far too good to pass up. Now all you had from your hometown were two dozen boxes of mementos and furniture, your old yet faithful car, and a handful of missed calls from your friends/parents asking if you made it safely. You were so busy scrolling through the various texts and voicemails that you didn’t notice a lanky figure enter the doorway of your humble abode.
‘’Hey,’’ a deep voice caused you to gasp and nearly drop your phone onto the floor.
You spun around to find a guy standing at the entrance of your new home, where you had stupidly left the front door wide open. Your eyes quickly analyzed him. Dark hair, brown eyes, pouty lips that were set in a cocky smirk, and a jawline that you were convinced could cut through glass. He leaned lazily against the door, his hand still held up from when he had casually been knocking against the wooden surface. He was tall, incredibly tall. He looked slightly younger than you, maybe twenty-one or even twenty-three.
‘’Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I live next door and noticed you were moving in, I wanted to know if you needed any help,’’ the guy chuckled a bit, eyeing your tense form. You laughed in relief, hand on your chest in an attempt to calm your racing heart.
‘’I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention. Thank you for the kind offer, I’m Y/n, Y/n y/l/n,’’ you offered a welcoming smile, stretching out your hand to properly shake his hand. He returned the favor and the moment his massive hand took hold of yours’ it felt like icicles had been thrusted into your back.
‘’I’m Nate Jacobs, it’s nice to meet you y/n,’’ he smiled back. What you assumed he meant to be a reassuring smile instead filled your insides with butterflies and sent your nerves into a frenzy. He was attractive, but you could vaguely hear the alarm bells going off inside your head.
‘’Well thank you very much Nate, but I think I brought everything inside already,’’ you referred to the numerous boxes and wrapped up furniture that was currently littering your new living room, spilling into the kitchen.
‘’No problem, just let me know if you need help with anything,’’ that crooked smile was a permanent feature on his face, you quickly discovered. You nodded your thanks, moving to close the door when the power suddenly went out.
‘’Great, just my luck,’’ you groaned, moving to find a flashlight somewhere.
‘’If you want I can check your electric panel?’’ Nate’s deep voice sent shivers up your spine.
‘’Are you sure it wouldn’t be too much trouble? I can call an electrician in the morning,’’ you offered, finding out that said flashlight that to your frustration was full of dead batteries. Candles it was.
‘’It’s no problem at all,’’ you could hear the amusement in his voice as he brushed past you to check the panel. The heat from his body filled you with a sense of longing, something primal. For a moment, you wondered what it would be like to moan out his name.
‘’It should be in the backyard, by the picnic table,’’ you called out, shrugging off the less-than-appropriate thoughts running wild in your imagination.
You had successfully located a handful of candles along with a lighter. The cozy glow of the flames illuminated your house to the point you could now see where you were going without bumping into anything. Noticing that your phone battery was running low, you set it down on the counter and prayed nothing more would happen tonight. You had to be up early for the first day of school tomorrow and you didn’t aspire to look like an extra from the Walking Dead due to dark circles and lack of sleep. As you nervously tapped your foot while awaiting Nate’s return, you squealed in delight as the lights came back on. You turned your attention the French doors that led to the backyard, the smile quickly fading from your face when you saw Nate’s drenched form. You bit your lip when his blue hoodie clung to his toned form, the bulges that were his abs teasing you.
‘’Got a towel I can borrow?’’ Nate smirked, his hair falling into his eyes as he shook himself off.
Your mouth still hung open as you quickly dug through a random box, successfully finding a fluffy cotton towel.
‘’What happened?’’ you wondered, eyes straining to remain on his face and not his muscular body.
‘’I turned the power back on, I must’ve accidentally reset your sprinkler system too and, well you can figure out the rest,’’ he scoffed, removing his drenched hoodie.
Jesus Christ.
‘’See something you like?’’ Nate’s voice was low as he leaned down closer to you. You could feel his breath hitting the side of your face and shoulder. Your eyes instantly fell to the floor, your cheeks set aflame with embarrassment.
‘’Don’t look away, doll,’’ he whispered, hand gently cupping your neck to get you to meet his gaze.
‘’I don’t think I’m your type,’’ your voice was soft. Low, but vulnerable, and Nate took notice.
‘’Because you’re a few years older? Come on y/n, we’re both more mature than that,’’ he groaned, taking one step closer to you, than another and another. Your back quickly met the wall, gasping at the rough contact.
‘’This isn’t right,’’ you whispered, trembling as Nate’s thumb stroked your bottom lip.
‘’What are you? Twenty-four?’’ Nate drew back, his thumb still pressed against your bottom lip as you nodded your head.
‘’So what’s a couple of years?’’ his husky voice groaned into your ear as he bent down, pressing open mouth kisses on your exposed shoulder, up the base of your neck.
‘’N-Nate,’’ you whimpered, clenching your fists until your knuckles turned white.
‘’Just give me tonight, you’re a beautiful young woman, let me show you what you do to me,’’ he grunted, rolling his hips against your clothed center. You could feel the bulge straining against his still wet jeans. He was big, you could feel it. And you were desperate for his touch.
You craned your neck up to kiss his lips, throwing caution to the wind. It was just a few years, so what if he was just a couple of years younger? He clearly wanted you as badly as you craved him. His height, his arrogance, everything about him screamed that the age difference between the two of you wasn’t much, that you had nothing to worry about. He looked no younger than maybe twenty-one. The way he carried himself put your mind at ease. You allowed yourself to enjoy just one night with a handsome stranger.
His kisses became rougher with each passing second, his hands running up and down your body in a frenzy. You moaned and mewled as his teeth nipped at your collarbone, your neck, and then your lip. His rough hands easily covered your breasts through your thin shirt. Your own hands stroked his bare chest and alternated from tugging his hair to clawing at his back in a teasing manner.
‘’I’m going to make sure you remember this,’’ he grunted, pressing his clothed erecting to your legging-cladded center, pushing it into you and further into the wall. You whimpered, kissing the column of his neck, tracing a vein that ran along the side of it with your tongue.
You yelped when he moved away from you, dragging you toward the surface of your kitchen island. Your cheek collided with the smooth surface, hands sprayed out on either side of your head to cushion the impact. You shivered as he easily tore through the material of your shirt as if he had claws. Your skin broke out into goosebumps despite the hot later summer air.
‘’Look at you, all excited and needy for me and I haven’t even gotten started,’’ Nate groaned, hand pressed against the exposed small of your back, running upwards to the lacey material of your bra.
‘’Nate,’’ you moaned out as he began grinding himself into your backside. You could feel the heat emitting from his pants and felt the angry throbbing of his cock even through his jeans. His left hand cupped your breast underneath your bra while the right easily managed to unclasp it. You fidgeted as his fingers tweaked and rolled your sensitive bud, the other hand doing the same to the other breast. You whined as he gripped your tits, forcing you backwards to meet his thrusts as he grinded into you harder.
‘’Can’t wait to stretch that pretty pussy, make you ride this fat dick,’’ he grunted, tangling a hand into your hair and forcing your face upwards as he roughly kissed you. The kiss had you whining, panting for more. Your cheeks flushed as you felt the familiar sensation of your slickness coating your womanhood. You were quickly flipped around so that you were now able to look up and face Nate. His lips were red from the rough kisses, yours felt bruised and plump. He eyed your exposed tits as you slowly took off the lace bra. He easily leaned over, taking one bud into his hungry mouth as he began biting and sucking. You threw your head back, using your elbows to support your weight on top of the island, your legs trapping Nate between them.
You stroked his hair as he fervently sucked on your sensitive nipple. You cried out each time his teeth yanked and tugged on the delicate flesh. Once he had his fill, he switched to the other and began the process all over again. You were so lost in the erotic moment that you didn’t even notice his hand make its’ way into your leggings until you felt him roughly pull your lace underwear to the side and forcefully plunged two digits into your tight canal.
‘’Ah! Nate, it’s too much!’’ you cried out, burying your face into his neck as he lapped at your hardened nipple.
‘’I’ll tell you when you’ve had too much,’’ he growled, resuming to thrust his fingers into your pussy as you whined and whimpered below him. All you could do was grasp his biceps and whine as he stretched you out to his liking. There was something completely carnal in the way he took control and used your body like an instrument. His breathing became more labored and intense as his hand sped up, the obscene squelches causing you to hide your face further every time he entered you. You both knew your release was quickly approaching from the way your pussy clenched around his index and middle finger. The way your nails dug into the skin of his arms as you moaned and squirmed under him.
‘’W-what?’’ you cried as he retracted his hand, Nate quickly shutting you up as he forced his fingers into your mouth. You gagged, taken back at his rough actions, moving to pull back your head in protest. Nate would have none of that.
‘’No, no. Be a good slut and suck on them for me,’’ he commanded, a heavy hand forcing you further onto his hand as he yanked your hair.
You breathed through your nose, tears brimming the corners of your eyes as you tried not to choke on his slender digits. The sweet, tangy taste of your juices danced along your tongue.
‘’Good girl, now spit,’’ he growled, forcing his fingers deeper to the back of your throat. You coughed as saliva coated his hand, desperately trying to catch your breath the second he released you.
You had no time to prepare yourself as he roughly picked you up, managing to shove your leggings and underwear down in one pull. He sat you on the counter as he hurriedly forced down his jeans. The hand that as coated in your saliva angrily jerked at his impressive girth. You began having second thoughts on sleeping with Nate at that point, his thickness and length alone were something to be afraid of. He was going to destroy you. You opened your mouth to protest when he forcibly grabbed your thighs, dragging them apart and pushing you down so that your bak met the cold surface of your counter.
‘’Scream for me, fight if you want,’’ Nate whispered before jerking your body forward, thrusting his entire cock into your cunt.
‘’Nate!’’ you screamed, body lurching back from the force of his thrust. You pulled and slapped at his chest as he began bucking into you, a firm hand pressed between your bouncing breasts to hold you down into place.
‘’Fuck, it’s so much better than I expected,’’ he moaned, jaw going slack as the sound of his balls slapping against the soft flesh of your ass echoed throughout the room. You continued to scream and claw at the counter, nails digging into the palms of your hands as your body bounced from his pounding. You had never taken a man as thick as Nate, and it hurt in the best way. You struggled against him, torn between giving into the pleasure and desperate for some space to relieve the burning feeling of your insides being stretched to accommodate him. The hand that was pressed on your chest slid down to firmly rest against your stomach.
‘’I can feel myself moving inside you,’’ he grunted, his cock throbbing inside your greedy cunt. You whimpered, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your lips parted in complete pleasure and need.
‘’Harder, Nate,’’ you begged, legs now wrapped around him as your hands gripped his forearms to have something to hold onto.
You regretted your words as his thrusts angrily sped up to the point you worried your island would collapse from under you. A hand gripped your throat as he dragged your body back and forth to meet his brutal thrusts. You were a symphony of moans, cries, and nearly animalistic noises as he fucked into you. It felt like he was splitting you open with his cock, but it was one of the most divine feelings you had ever experienced in your lifetime. Lips crashed against yours as he forced one of your legs higher around him, the new position allowing him to his that sweet, sensitive spot inside the depths of your core.
‘’I’m going to cum,’’ you moaned out clawing at his shoulders as you gripped him in every sense of the word.
‘’Cum on my cock, baby. Milk me,’’ he snarled, hips snapping and bucking wildly.
One particularly sharp thrust triggered your release as you moaned Nate’s name, quivering under him as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through your entire being. Nate’s thrusts slowed down only slightly to admire the view of your juices coating his member, the tightness in his balls alerting him of his own release. He gripped your jaw in his hand, forcing you to keep your eyes solely on him as his thick release painted the walls of your cunt. His breathing was hot, fanning your face as a thin sheet of sweet coated both of your bodies. For a moment, you just laid there as his dick continue to shoot cum deep inside of you.
‘’That was amazing,’’ your voice was hoarse, lips trailing along his jaw as he smirked above you.
‘’I’m not done yet,’’ he replied, taking you into his arms and leading you to your couch in the living room. He dropped your sore body onto the cushiony surface, towering over you as his dick stood proudly once more, your combined juices still coating it. His eyes fell onto your exposed pussy, where his cum began seeping out your abused hole.
‘’Get on your knees, turn around, and hold onto the back of the couch,’’ he growled, his cock bobbing.
You hesitated, resulting in Nate forcefully turning you over himself, as if you were nothing more than a ragdoll. Your hands gripped the back of the couch as he kneed your legs apart. The air left your lungs as he buried himself to the hilt once more before he began rutting into you.
By the time you awoke you hardly had anytime to get ready. You searched your memory for a moment before you realized you had passed out after Nate took you from behind for the third time last night. You hardly had anytime to shower and look presentable before dashing out the door lest you be late for your new job. You winced with every step you took, although you tried to pass it off as a smile to your new colleagues. You wondered if after work you should stop by Nate’s house, or if it had been a one-night stand. Either way, he was probably at his own job by now. If he wanted to see you again, he knew where to find you.
You sighed in content as you sat down at your desk in your very own office. You smiled at your golden name plate and a welcoming plate of cookies left by the ladies who worked at the front office. A knocking interrupted your thoughts.
‘’Ah, Principal Hayes, good morning,’’ you beamed, pushing yourself to stand up and shake your employers hand.
‘’Ms. y/l/n I hope the office is to your liking?’’ Hayes grinned, shaking your hands in a firm but welcoming grip.
‘’It’s more than enough, truly, thank you,’’ you smiled.
‘’Terrific, I hope you don’t mind but one of our students wanted to welcome you to the campus.’’
‘’How sweet! Of course,’’ you smiled warmly.
Your warm smile was shattered and the air was knocked out of you the minute the figure walked through your office door. Nate Jacobs.
‘’Hi, I don’t think we’ve met yet. I’m Nate Jacobs, welcome toe East High,’’ he smirked, reaching out his hand to shake. The same hand that a few hours ago had been finger banging you on your kitchen counter. The same hand that had wrapped around your neck as he came inside you. Nate fucking Jacobs.
‘’H-hi. I’m Ms. y/l/n,’’ you stuttered out, a cold sweat falling over you.
‘’Well I’ll let you do your thing, don’t be late for class, Nathan,’’ Hayes bid his farewells and before you could protest, was out the door. You turned your attention to Nate, eyes narrowed and lips in a firm line.
‘’What the fuc-‘’
‘’I’d watch your mouth if I were you, Ms. y/l/n. Wouldn’t want a pretty face like yours to end up behind bars. Dirty sluts like you don’t do well in jail. Especially if you’re locked up for sex with a minor. Pretty sure that’s statutory rape,’’ he grinned that evil Cheshire cat grin.
You suddenly felt extremely nauseous.
‘’Y-y-you said you were just a few years younger,’’ you whispered, taking a step back as he stalked towards you. Out of instinct you closed your eyes when you felt his breath on your neck, hands sliding to rest on your hips.
‘’I didn’t lie. I am younger. You should’ve asked for specifics,’’ he whispered, one hand cupping your ass through your skirt. You pushed him off of you, devastated and terrified and disgusted all at once.
‘’What kind of game are you playing?’’ you snarled. The same grin was stuck on his devilish face.
‘’No games. Those are for children. I’m going to tell it to you straight; anytime I say so, you get on your knees for me. Whether I want you to blow me after a football game in the locker room, or bend your legs over my shoulders as I rail you in the backseat of my truck, no matter where or when. If I want you, I get you.’’
You felt the tears begin to build up in your eyes as a shaky hand pressed against your mouth to muffle any cries that dare trickle out.
‘’Why are you doing this?’’ you sniffled, shaking as his hands roamed your body.
‘’I wanted you, so I did what I had to, to get you. And now-,’’ he bent forward to kiss the corner of your mouth.
Warning(s): SMUT, unprotected sex, rough sex, language, implications of pedophilia, violent sex. This is a potentially triggering fic.
Summary: Following your night with Nate, jealousy complicates things and lands the two of you in detention. After verbally hitting a sore spot, Nate teaches you a lesson.
A/N: I apologize for the delay as I was dealing with a death in my family. There were quite a few requests for Nate Jacobs so I decided to combine a few. This is a sequel to ‘’Blasphemous’’ so I recommend reading that prior to this fic, but it’s not necessary. Enjoy!
You winced as you walked down the hallway, carrying your books to shove them into your locker. While you and Nate hadn’t spoken to each other since he literally fucked you into the ground of your bathroom floor a few weeks ago, you surprisingly began seeing more of him than what was considered usual. Despite the two of you being neighbors, you noticed he started appearing in places he hadn’t previously been at. The park you would jog through in the morning before school? He was there, hoodie pulled up and eyes carefully surveilling you. The quiet little nook of the school library that only you visited? He just so happened to bump into you as you were leaving. These may have been simple coincidences, but you were still on guard to say the least.
After he had left you, sore and full of him and sprawled out on your bed, you figured that would be the end of it. It was extremely rare that you kept in contact with the guys you slept with, and you figured now that Nate had finally gotten to you, it would be enough for him to leave you be. You were confident that this was the case when word got around that he and Maddy made up, but your cheeks still flushed with slight embarrassment from how sore you still were. He had kept his promise, you could still feel him in you with every step you took. You still winced whenever you were forced to run or do bleachers in P.E. Sometimes you swore you could still feel the weight of his body on top of you at night.
‘’Y/n, did you hear?’’ Kat seemingly appeared out of nowhere, causing you to jump a bit.
‘’Hear what?’’ your eyebrows furrowed in question.
‘’Look, I don’t believe them, it’s obviously just rumors. But Nate is talking about how you guys hooked up a while ago. He’s telling the whole football team,’’ Kat’s sympathetic gaze did little to calm the burning annoyance.
You scoffed, shutting your locker a little too harshly. Right on cue, the ‘’it’’ couple was strolling down the hall, making their grand appearance. If he wanted to be that way, after he had been having a perpetual hard-on for you since middle school then it was fine, that was more than ok with you. You waited until Nate was inches away from you and Kat.
‘’They’re just rumors, Kat. Jacobs just wants to take the heat off the rumors about his daddy,’’ you called out, causing the jock to freeze in his place.
The whole school seemed to freeze in that instant. Even Maddy, who always had something to say about everything, stood there with her jaw dropped. You could hear Nate’s breathing quicken before he whirled around to face you. He yanked his hand out of Maddy’s as he cornered you into the lockers, but you stood your ground. No man was going to make a fool of you, least of all Nate-fucking-Jacobs.
‘’What the fuck did you say, you whore?’’ Nate seethed, ducking his head so that his gaze was more threatening.
You felt Kat back up, and you wondered if you had gone too far with the dig. You narrowed your eyes up at him. ‘’Back up, Nate,’’ you warned, wanting to avoid a fight if that was still possible. That infamous smirk graced his lips as his eyes looked up and down your body. You suddenly felt very vulnerable and wished to be as far away from him as possible. All hopes of that evaporated when Nate ducked his head lower so that you could now feel his breath against your collarbone.
‘’You’re still sore,’’ it wasn’t a question, the way he hissed it into your ear made it very clear that it was a statement. An observation.
‘’Funny, I guess the slut has nothing to say when someone actually calls her out,’’ Nate now spoke to the crowd that was quickly forming around you. You could feel your cheeks heat up from both hurt and embarrassment, but you were desperately trying not to take the bait. You wanted to beat yourself up when you felt tears begin to form.
‘’I don’t even know why you bother wearing that cross, you only get on your knees when you’re sucking my big fat-‘’
Nate’s head whipped around; your hand was on fire from the impact. You vaguely recall Maddy screaming and a handful of ‘’oooh’s’’ and gasps.
‘’Fuck you, Jacobs. Fuck you and your entitled attitude. Fuck you and your kiddy-fucking daddy,’’ you snarled.
In an instant you were pinned to the lockers by your neck. You clawed at Nate’s hand and swatted at his arms and face and anywhere you could land a hit on him. You both screamed at each other, Maddy and Kat screaming at Nate to let you go, a few jocks trying to pry him off you. It was all a cloudy mess as you stared up into his eyes, drifting in and out of the memory of him in your bathroom.
‘’Jacobs! Y/L/N!’’ you could hear Principal Hayes’ voice boom over the crowed.
You fell to your knees, coughing before being helped up by Hayes himself.
‘’That’s right, on your knees where you belong,’’ Nate growled out as two football players aided in dragging him off of you.
You spat in his face, mentally cheering yourself on as the two of you were dragged away to the principal’s office and the nurse’s office respectively.
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‘’Now y/n. Would you like to tell me your side of the story?’’ Principal Hayes sighed, eyes carefully observing you.
‘’He pissed me off,’’ you replied shortly, thankful that Nate didn’t leave any bruises on your neck like he had done with Maddy last semester. Your voice was a little hoarse, but that was as far as the damage had gone.
‘’Miss y/l/n this is a serious matter.’’
‘’And he seriously pissed me off.’’
Hayes hung his head and proceeded to rub his temples out of sheer frustration. ‘’Y/n, Mr. Cal Jacobs decided not to press charges for slander if you agreed not to press charges for the fight, all you and Nate would need to do is complete detention for three hours for the remainder of the week.’’
You scoffed. ‘’Daddy Jacobs really has the school under his money belt, huh?’’ you hissed.
Hayes just glared at you. ‘’It’s entirely up to you on what you decide to do Miss y/l/n.’’
So there you were, both Nate and you were forced to sit on opposite sides of the same musty classroom, where you two were always watched by a teacher or by Principal Hayes himself. The week dragged on, and there were no further incidents between the two of you. You avoided each other like the plague and if he or you were in the driveway, you made sure to keep your head down and steer clear of him. You had the terrible displeasure of bumping into Cal on your way home from school one day. He had given a tight smirk, complimented you on your looks and continued to stalk back into his home. The encounter made you feel sick to your stomach, but you quickly shook it off. Thankfully, your parents knew nothing of the incident. In their eyes you were their ‘’perfect little girl’’ who hadn’t fucked Nate Jacobs on every surface upstairs, who hadn’t gotten into a fight with said Jacobs, and who was not being silently watched by him and his father. You felt like you had a hit put on you, but your nerves steadily calmed when the week progressed. Then Friday came around. You could tell Miss Harris, the English teacher who was in charge of supervising the two of you today, was distracted by something the moment you took your usual seat. She seemed to be in a rush, and it being a Friday evening, you figured it was most likely a date. Nate seemed to pick up on this as well and the way he smirked caused the hairs on your arms to stand up.
‘’Miss Harris, we could just help the janitor clean up the school for the remainder of detention. We only have about two more hours left,’’ Nate’s deep voice caused you to jump.
You could see the teacher eager to accept Nate’s offer, you could smell the desperation emitting off her.
‘’Well.. I suppose that would be fine. You two seem to have learned your lesson,’’ she was practically leaping out the door before you could protest. In a flash, the only thing keeping you safe in the lion’s den was gone and probably on her way to some run-down bar to meet her Tinder date for the night.
You quickly grabbed your backpack and hurried out of your seat. You kept your eyes locked on the door, hoping that if you could avoid meeting Nate’s eyes you would be home free. You were less than an inch from gripping the door knob when a large pale hand gripped your wrist in a firm hold.
‘’Where the fuck do you think you’re going?’’ Nate whispered, the heat of his body sending familiar shockwaves down to your core.
You gulped, but you were determined to remain stoic. You refused to submit to him.
‘’I think I’m going to enjoy my Friday night, you know, like whores do,’’ you sarcastically smiled up at him, but your eyes were cold and challenging.
Nate scoffed, pulling you back towards him and shoving your backpack behind him.
‘’If your feelings were hurt, just say so baby girl. Did I hurt your feelings? Was it because I’m fucking Maddy again or is it because the rumors about me fucking your brains out aren’t just rumors?’’ he calmly locked the classroom door and began backing you up against the teacher’s desk. You felt your heart begin to race, for the first time in your life you were actually fearful of what Nate would do. You knew Nate wasn’t stupid, everyone on campus was gone for the weekend and the janitor was on the other side of campus in the science department. Nobody would be able to hear you. Nobody knew you two were still here, and your parents would assume you were either out with friends or studying somewhere. Nobody was coming.
‘’You would know all about rumors being true, wouldn’t you Nate?’’ you hissed up at him.
His jaw visibly clenched as he gripped your chin in his hand, forcing you to look up at him.
‘’Say one more fucking thing about it, I fucking dare you,’’ he snarled and you allowed your resolve to crack, wincing under his grip and threat. This seemed to please him as he loosened his hold on you only slightly. His fingers still gripped your jaw to the point he could feel your teeth.
His eyes fell on the cross you wore, the same one he toyed with while he was in your bathroom as you got out of the shower, right before he went in for the kill.
‘’You’ve been pretending to be the good girl for so long you even have yourself fooled,’’ he stated as his hand slowly left your chin and trailed down the column of your neck to your cross, right above your cleavage. Your gaze remained steady, but internally you were terrified.
‘’You don’t know the first thing about me, Nate. You could spy on me for as long as you want. Memorize my schedule, taunt me for the number of guys I’ve slept with, and you can fuck me as many times as you want then go around bashing me to the entire school. You. Don’t. Know. Me.’’
Your body was twisted around and your face pressed against the wooden desk so fast that you could’ve sworn you had whiplash. The air was knocked out of you as your abdomen slammed onto the hard surface, your body bent so your jean-cladded lower half was vulnerable. You gasped as Nate harshly pressed your cheek against the desk, trying to kick your legs out to land a hit on him. It was all in vain when he pinned them down with his own legs. You were trapped.
‘’Get off of me!’’ you snapped, trying desperately to free yourself enough to get an advantage on him. You thrashed underneath him, like a fox caught in a trap.
You froze when you felt his hardness jabbing at your backside as he leaned over you, just barely grinding against you. You felt his nose brush along your spine and by your ear as he leaned in further.
‘’It just occurred to me that you haven’t gotten it through that beautiful skull of yours,’’ he grunted as he kicked your legs apart. One hand pinned both of yours to the small of your back while the other slowly traced the curves of your body before landing on the top of your jeans. You stayed silent, mentally preparing for the inevitable.
‘’You’re mine, y/n. No matter how many girls I fuck, or how many guys you fuck, I fucking own you already. You want this just as badly as I do,’’ the sound of your jeans being shoved down your legs made you close your eyes, trying to block out Nate’s words. You gasped when he entered two long fingers into your core, shoving your face further into the wooden desk when you realized you were wet.
‘’I knew it,’’ Nate chuckled as he began thrusting his digits like a madman into your tight pussy, the noises and squelches lighting your cheeks on fire from both pleasure and humiliation.
‘’I might be with Maddy, but every time I cum inside her I think of you,’’ he grunted, obviously aroused by the sight of his fingers stretching you out as you lay vulnerable in front of him.
The mention of Maddy’s name made you want to cry, and Nate quickly caught your soured expression. ‘’You’re jealous of her. Good. Now you know how it felt watching you whore yourself out to those losers all these years. Are you that empty y/n? Were you that lonely that you let any prick inside your gash just to feel something? It’s ok, baby. You’ll never feel empty again,’’ he whispered as he roughly pulled out of you, yanking your soaked panties down to your knees. The familiar noise of his zipper being yanked down could be heard but you didn’t dare move your head to see.
Nate released your hands, trailing kisses up your back and held on to your hips, lifting them to present yourself to him.
‘’You’re going to hell Nate,’’ you whimpered, hands clutching at the wood to ready yourself. You couldn’t deny how good Nate made you feel. You’d never admit it, but you did feel a certain way about him being with Maddy. You tasted the bitterness of jealousy at the thought of him doing these things to her. You were too proud to ever want to enter a relationship with Nate, but you were willing to drop the charades whenever the two of you were alone. You hated him, but you craved him just as well. Maybe you were as fucked up as he was, and while the thought scared you, it was too good to pass up.
‘’Weren’t you the one who said, ‘better to reign in hell than serve in heaven?’’ you could feel the grin on Nate’s face as he buried himself to the hilt inside of you, lurching your body forward. You cried out and immediately clenched around his thickness as he wasted no time in pounding you into submission.
You could hear him grunt every time you slammed into you, the weight of his balls slapping against your sensitive bud. One hand gripped yours and pinned it to the desk while the other forced your hips back to ensure he filled you entirely. You could only moan and whimper as your body bounced in tune with his thrusts. Tears of euphoria escaped the corners of your eyes as your mouth hung open.
‘’Feel how tight you are around me. Your pussy was made for me,’’ he growled, watching his cock disappear around your tight folds. It was something he’d never get tired of seeing. You helpless and forced to take it all. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say that you were tighter than the first time he took you. He stopped thrusting for a second, reveling in the feeling of your walls throbbing around him. He could’ve came right there, but he wanted this to last. He was going to get through to you even if he had to fuck you until you passed out.
‘’N-Nate,’’ you moaned, clawing at the desk. His dick bounced inside of you, causing you to whine.
‘’Tell me what you want,’’ his deep voice rumbled above you, pressing his hips fully against your backside. The hand that held your hip groped at your ass before slapping it abruptly. You cried out, causing him to moan. He repeated the action when he felt your pussy clench around him. His hand gripped your reddening cheek, thumb, teasing your sensitive folds.
‘’Please,’’ you panted, desperate for some relief.
‘’Please what?’’ he pressed, lifting the front of your body so that he could feel your breasts from under your tank top. The cross still hanging from your neck as your breathing labored.
‘’Please fuck me,’’ you whispered, moaning when his fingers pinched your hardened nipples.
‘’Tell me you want it,’’ he grunted, slowly thrusting into you at a painfully slow pace.
‘’I-I want it,’’ you moaned, focusing on the feeling of him filling you. Nobody ever made you feel so full, literally and metaphorically.
‘’Tell me you want me,’’ he growled, his hand tangling itself into your hair.
‘’I want you, Nate. Please, I want you. Don’t stop,’’ you cried, submitting to him.
You whimpered as he pulled out of you only to turn you so that your back was pressed against the top of the desk and your legs dangled off the edge. His hands gripped the back of your thighs as he folded them back as far as they could go before he roughly entered you again, mounting you as he set a brutal pace.
You cried out, the new position allowing him to reach every part of you while forcing you to look up at him as he claimed you from the inside out. He watched you, eyes flickering from your bouncing breasts to your flushed face. He ripped your shirt down to free them and groaned at the sight of your near-naked body presented to him. You were his. Finally, totally, completely his. And he wasn’t going to let you go; ever.
He leaned forward to capture a nipple between his lips and alternated between hungrily sucking it and biting it possessively. Your hands tangled in his hair as his cock continued to ram into you. Your legs wrapped around his waist to push him further inside. Your climax hit you so abruptly and so violently that your vision blurred for a moment. You moaned out his name as you stared up at the classroom ceiling, your body bouncing as he continued to ravage you.
He released your abused nipple and after giving the other the same treatment, looked down at your dazed face. His thumb was on your neck as he gripped the side of your face, still bucking into you like some sort of beast.
‘’Tell me you love me,’’ his demand caught you off guard. His thrusts were speeding up, the sound of his balls slapping against your skin ricocheted off the walls. His grip on you tightened, causing you to cry out.
‘’Tell me!’’ he snarled against your neck, burying himself as his release was rapidly approaching.
‘’I love you,’’ you cried out, hands gripping and clawing at his shoulder blades.
He groaned as he emptied his load inside of you, bucking against you slowly but roughly to get his point across; you were his. He panted against your neck as he came down from his high. You whimpered as his dick bobbed inside of you, milking you of your orgasm. Nate grunted and pressed a rough kiss to your lips, you returned this kiss after a moment of hesitation. After what felt like forever he finally pulled out, both of you grunting as his release trailed out of your sore opening.
It had to have been late in the evening, the classroom was mix of blood orange hues with kisses of purple peeking through the blinds. You stumbled as Nate helped you pull your underwear and jeans back up. He analyzed you, in both a protective and possessive way. His eyes lingered on the cross. He gently held it between his thumb and index finger as you looked up at him with tired, sated eyes.
‘’You can wear this in front of everyone else,’’ he began, his other hand gently holding you closer to him by caressing your side.
Your necklace fell forward as he gently yanked it off. Your eyes met his both in question and slight fear as he dangled it in between the two of you.
Ok, so, hopefully this is the last time I will have to address this whole situation.
1. I reinstalled Wattpad and my old account from 2015. I am doing so in hoping that I can claim authenticity for my writings and clear up any confusion, etc. Here is the link to my account (same name as my tumblr):
2. I’m still very upset that I’ve had to do this, I’m annoyed and hurt and angry at those who stole my work and having to have found out from others that my work was circulating on other websites behind my back. Most of all, I’m upset that a total stranger got credit for writings that I really worked hard to create. THAT SAID, please do not attack them. If there are more accounts, message me privately, but please do not cyberbully anyone. Nobody deserves to be attacked in that way, even if plagiarism is involved. Report their accounts, comment my Tumblr or Wattpad on the stolen fics to prove plagiarism took place, or I will handle it myself in a delicate/civil matter. DO NOT attack anyone via internet or otherwise. As an author and human being, I do not condone bullying of any sorts.
3. I have contacted most of the other authors (those who I could identify and locate). As of right now I have not heard back from them, but I will let them handle the situation themselves in whatever way they think is right.
4. I hope to come back to writing when I am inspired to do so. I’m not a machine, I cannot just whip up an amazing fic and click ‘’post.’’ I will not message individuals the unreleased chapters to my fics because it is not fair to the rest of my followers/readers. When I do decide to come back to writing, it’ll be great and it’ll be on my terms. Authors are not just the screens you look at while reading our work. We’re human beings with real lives, who get burnt out or sad sometimes and might need to take a break every now and then. Please respect my decision and I look forward to coming back when the time is ready. Thank you, love you.
So I have found out that TWO people on Wattpad have stolen my Nate Jacobs fics and pasted it on their Wattpad accounts. The first account (mentioned in my “Discontinued“ post) had stolen from this account:
This account had stolen my fics/oneshots in 2020 after I had posted them here on Tumblr. I’m barely finding this out now. This account has also stolen other Euphoria fics on here and I’m going to attempt to contact the other authors to make them aware of what is happening. In some of the fics the person has copied and pasted on their Wattpad they make a brief mention of who really wrote the fic and some have a link crediting the authors. They mention very briefly that I’m the author of the 4 fics they took from me. HOWEVER, this person NEVER attempted to message me on Tumblr for my permission to repost MY WORKS. That’s still stealing, it’s still not ok, and it’s just disrespectful.
As a result, I’ve chosen to delete the two newest Euphoria pieces I wrote (prt 3 of my Nate Jacobs series and a Fezco x Reader smut). I’m livid. I feel guilty for doing this to the many people who actually read and respect my work. I was literally about to post prt 4 of my Nate Jacobs fic when this all came crashing down on me. I’m so turned off from writing if it’s just going to be stolen by rude, inconsiderate people. I am considering making a Wattpad account to link to my tumblr to show my authenticity, but if this continues I am permanently deleting all of my fics.
Hello my dear followers/readers. Unfortunately, I received a messaged that one of my most popular works on here, ‘’Debauched’’ was stolen and put on Wattpad WITHOUT my permission. I work very hard writing my fics and creating stories for all to enjoy, and I do it because I love writing. But this is a devastating blow, to have my hard work just copied and pasted and written off as someone else’s. It fucking sucks and it shouldn’t happen. I’m pissed to say the least. The link to my stolen fic is here: https://www.wattpad.com/1178812154-nate-jacobs-imagines-rumors and the account is:
@SahraaWritesStories
I don’t know who you are, but you should be ashamed of yourself. Come up with your own original work, I would’ve been happy to have read them. That said, I have no real desire to continue writing at the moment. Maybe that will change in the future, but right now I’m just angry and upset. I’m so sorry to everyone who enjoyed my work, but this has turned me off from writing. Please report the account and the fic they stole from me. Thank you for understanding.
Summary: After landing a job as the high school’s new counselor you settle into your new home, unaware of what danger lurks just outside your front door. In Part Two, you meet another one of your students, only to be interrupted by the boy next door.
A couple of weeks had passed since your encounter with Nate, but the fear of what the teenage was capable of remained fresh in your mind. You could never forget the dominant, controlling look in his eyes when he had threatened you in your office. Since then, you had been unable to sleep properly and you found yourself constantly looking over your shoulder. On the bright side, you had not encountered him face-to-face since that day, but his presence could always be felt never too far away. He was like some sort of predator, a beast lurking in a dense jungle. Eyes sharp and ready to go in for the kill at any moment.
‘’Um miss?’’ a voice broke you out of your thoughts.
You quickly snapped your head up, sitting straight up in your office chair as a young girl stood in the doorway. She was average height for her age, dark hair, glamorous makeup, and full lips. You had seen her walking down the hall a few times, an air of confidence always surrounding her. She reminded you of the girls you hated when you were in high school.
‘’I’m so sorry, please come in,’’ you extended your hand, gesturing to one of the empty chairs or the couch in front of your desk. She nodded, shutting the door behind her as she made herself comfortable.
‘’I’m sorry, I’m still getting used to everything here. I’m Miss y/l/n,’’ you held out your hand for her to shake. She looked down at it before slowly returning the gesture. Whether she just wasn’t used to people being polite to her or she just didn’t like you, you weren’t sure.
‘’Maddy,’’ she replied, her expression unreadable.
‘’Well how can I help you Maddy?’’ you offered a kind smile despite her semi-cold attitude.
Her eyes flickered, searching for the right words to express her thoughts. Your brow furrowed as she visibly struggled.
‘’This is a safe place Maddy, whatever you tell me stays between us,’’ you encouraged.
She bit down on her lip, hands twisting and fumbling in her lap as her leg bounced. Finally, she met your concerned gaze with a sigh.
‘’Do you think sexuality is a spectrum?’’ she blurted out.
The question took you back, it taking everything in your for your mouth to stay shut.
‘’Well, in my opinion it certainly can be. There doesn’t necessarily have to be a one-size-fits-all or black and white approach to it. But I really think it depends on you and your preferences-‘’
‘’N-no. Not me,’’ she cut you off, still seemingly nervous. You arched a brow, trying to decipher what she was talking about.
‘’Is everything ok, Maddy?’’
‘’Look there’s this…guy who I’m seeing. And I found-‘’
Knocking on your door made the two of you jump. A lump formed in your throat when the handle twisted and the door opened, revealing none other than Nate fucking Jacobs.
You quickly cast a glance at Maddy who, for some reason or another, looked almost as petrified as you felt.
‘’Oh sorry Miss y/l/n, I didn’t know you were busy,’’ Nate practically hissed out the last word as his gaze fell upon Maddy.
‘’Mister Jacobs, I’m with Maddy right now. If you’d like we can schedule a meeting-‘’
‘’No! No, it’s ok, miss. I’ll be late for class anyway,’’ Maddy scrambled to collect her bag and rush out the door.
‘’I can write you a hallpass,’’ your words jumbled, practically pleading with the girl to stay so that you were not left alone with this sociopath. The smirk on Nate’s face made your blood run cold.
Maddy murmured a quick ‘’bye’’ before the door shut closed behind Nate’s lanky figure. He scoffed, steadily turning his attention back to you as you shakily stood.
‘’You can’t just show up like that. I have a job to do and anyone could-‘’
‘’Take your pants off,’’ he abruptly interrupted you.
A pitiful squeak, similar to that of a puny mouse cornered in a snake pit, escaped your lips as the air left your lungs.
‘’What?’’ you felt your heart began to beat faster as Nate took a step towards you after locking your door, sealing your fate.
‘’I said, take your pants off. And bend over your desk,’’ his deep voice shook you to your core.
‘’Nate, please,’’ you whispered, trying to sum up as much courage and dominance as you could as you stood straight and met his terrifying gaze.
He didn’t respond as his hands descended on you. One locked itself onto the back of your neck and played with your hair as the other began to roughly grope your breasts through your flimsy shirt. His mouth pressed rough, hearted kissed onto the column of your neck as his breath fanned hot flames onto your soft skin. You felt paralyzed as his grip tightened, you having to bite your lips from crying out.
You jumped when his large hand made its’ way underneath your shirt and the material of your bra. He easily captured a nipple between his index and middle finger and began to pinch and squeeze and tug on the sensitive bud, expertly rolling it however way he sought fit.
‘’L-leave,’’ you whispered. Half of you was praying and the other was making a rather pathetic attempt to reestablish authority over him.
‘’If I walk out that door, everyone will know how you slept with a student,’’ he threatened, biting at the soft juncture between your neck and shoulder, making you hiss in pain.
‘’I didn’t know!’’ you whimpered, cursing the way your body reacted to both his touch and his voice.
Your nipples were overstimulated at this point, any rubbing against your bra or touch from Nate’s fingers had you mewling like a helpless kitten. Your knees locked together as you felt the heat expand downward from your arousal.
‘’The sooner you give in, the sooner I leave. The less chance you have of someone catching us,’’ he groaned, grinding his thickness into your lower abdomen so you felt what was awaiting you.
You let out a shaky breath, nodding slowly as you nervously fumbled with your jeans. Nate all but growled when he saw the delicate lace material that hid your womanhood. His breathing labored and his cock twitched. Since he had last had you he had messed around with Maddy a few times, trying to placate his urges, trying to forget about his attractive new neighbor and school counselor. But something about you, the way you were allured him to you. He found himself craving you, imagining your cries and moans as he thrusted wildly into Maddy. He found himself becoming rougher at the thought of having you once again, all to himself. His little taboo. Today, he found he couldn’t wait any longer and found himself at your office door, ready to continue your secret little sessions.
By the time your jeans had pooled around your ankles and your underwear shortly followed, your boots providing you with a little more height than usual, Nate grew tired of waiting. He shoved your paperwork, cleverly unhooking your phone in case anyone called, and shoved you down by your neck so that your body was painfully bent over the unforgiving surface.
Your cheek pressed against the wood of the desk, your eyes searching for anything to focus on as you tried to block out the jingling of his belt and the sound of his zipper being pulled down. You felt the heat of his cock at your entrance as Nate folded himself onto you, his breath hitting your cheek and neck as his toned abs gently grazed your spine and ass.
‘’Be quiet,’’ he warned, one massive hand wrapping around your face to cover your mouth. You winced as he spit down onto your spread pussy, using his thumb as makeshift lubricate. He hummed in approval at the feel of your arousal and you didn’t need to face him to know he had a chesire cat grin on his pale face. You could feel him retreat his hips before he lunged forward and sheathed his massive dick into your tight canal. You screamed against his hand, although it was practically just muffled mewls given his tight grip as he began rotating his hips, stretching your tightness to welcome whatever he was about to give you.
‘’Shhhh, good girl, look at you taking it like a champ,’’ he mocked as he reluctantly pulled out, only to violently snap forward, your body lunging with his brutal movements.
Tears pricked the corners of your eyes, but you were ashamed to admit they were in pleasure. The feeling of complete fulness outweighed the pain, but you made a pitiful attempt to reach behind you and shove him back. You yelped as his other hand locked your wrists and pinned them to the small of your back, your body helpless and completely on display as Nate continued his brutal pace. He felt every quiver, every squeeze that your sweet pussy gave him. He nearly came within the first few minutes of being inside of you, but he managed to hold off. The way you squealed under him, your smaller body rocking in tune with his thrusts, and the way your tight pink pussy latched onto him to the point he dragged your body back as he pulled out was nothing that he had ever had before. He pressed more of his weight into you, trying to keep his own grunts and moans quiet as he gripped your face and wrists.
‘’So good,’’ he kept repeating in your neck as he hammered into you. The wet noises and sound of his hips violently meeting your backside filled you with fear that someone would come in and catch you. Your squealing and cries slowly transformed into needy moans and whimpers, you faintly acknowledged your juices beginning to drip down your inner thighs and you felt your insides begin to coil.
‘’N-Nate,’’ you breathlessly cried against his palm, attempting to suck in as much air through your nose as you could. He bite down on your shoulder, tongue lapping at the faint angry marks, groaning as his pace did not let out. He was impossibly thick and girthy, filling you and hitting your cervix with every ram of his hips. Your hands twitched and knees buckled as his cock began throbbing along your velvet walls. You couldn’t help but squeeze him as your own climax began to form, causing him to hiss against your shoulder.
‘’Gonna fill you up, oh fuck,’’ you faintly deciphered him growling out as you were forced to take his thrusts.
Your clit throbbed almost painfully, knuckles turning lighter as your fists clenched against your back. He abruptly released your wrists, opting to clutch the curve of your hip as he forced your body back to meet his awaiting thrusts, making you cry out every time he angrily entered you. As you cried out with each thrust, he groaned, feeling your release incredibly close. He angled his hips slightly higher and dove in, grinning as he heard your moans, your pussy locking onto his dick as your orgasm coated him. He slowed his pace just to watch the way he glistened from your juices, enjoying the sinful squelching noises you both produced as he shoved himself repeatedly into you, before regaining his violent momentum.
His grip on you tightened impossibly as you lay limp underneath him, lost in the waves of your release. All you felt was your body being forced back and forth as Nate impaled you onto his angry member. You swore you saw actual stars bouncing around your vision before you were forced back down into reality as he removed his hand from your mouth (finally) and gripped your throat. Through his animalistic movements he angled your face back to meet his in a bruising, possessive kiss as he ensured every inch of him was buried to the hilt inside of you as he shuddered. You groaned as the warmth of his cum filled your abused pussy. He moved against you one last time before slowly pulling you out and stuffing himself back into his jeans and zipping it back up. You winced when you felt a finger trace your lower lips and shove some of his load back into your sore pussy.
‘’Get dressed,’’ his voice conveyed his relaxation and his gaze was surprising soft as he helped you stand up.
You didn’t speak as you redressed, your face still flushed with a postcoital glow. He tucked some of your hair out of your face as his eyes searched yours, his thoughts unreadable. But just as his expression lingered on borderline affection, that cruel teenage-boy smirk reappeared as his hand thumbed the base of your neck in a warning grip.
