Jared's POV
"Oh...Ja-red...oh!" Cathy moaned as I thrust deeply into her at a very fast pace. As usual, she couldn't accommodate my whole length which strangely manages to increase as the days go by. I pushed my shaft more deeply into her and a scream escaped her lips. It is obvious she is in pain but my immense desire for pleasure right now greatly surpasses my concern for her and so I continue to push further, completely ignoring her cries of pain.
Even though she has taken me in countless times, it still manages to hurt her, every damn time.
By the time my whole length was inside her, she was out of breath and I didn't give a fuck.
I continued to thrust in and out of her with reckless abandon and when she realized that I wasn't going to pay attention to her cries, she stopped crying and only whimpered, amidst her moaning from time to time.
When she reached her big O, for the second time today, I slid out of her walls of wetness, not missing the sigh of relief she heaved.
I made my way towards the bathroom naked, I could sense Cathy's stares from behind as my shaft dangled between my legs, following every step I took. I eased out of the protection I had on, while I frantically tore another satchet open. I made to wear it but stopped as an idea hit me. I instead peeped at the figure lying on my bed in her state of undress, looking seductively at me and I felt myself go hard once again. She who was crying from pain moments ago is staring seductively at me now.
You can't get enough of me uh? I said in my head.
Quickly I peed and then did the necessary cleanup before stepping out of the bathroom to Cathy who was all ready for me.
The bond between Cathy and I dates back to many years ago, after my formal initiation into the Mafia, two days after my thirteenth birthday. She was assigned to me so I could learn the techniques of having sex as it was the way of the Pacific Mafia.
The first time Cathy and I had sex, it was under the supervision of the then Mafia king, in charge of our district. Cathy who was eleven years old and still a virgin had cried due to the pain but she didn't dare complain for fear of being beaten. When I tried to go slowly on her, I received a whip on my bare back which left a scar that is still visible till this day. The whole idea as I was later told by the Mafia king himself was to be in total control of women, going easy only portrays weakness and not the other way around.
Before that day, we had a series of rehearsals that didn't involve penetration under the supervision of the head of the Mafia bodyguard who is in charge of training boys who have come of age in the ways of the Mafia.
"Jared, what is taking so long?" Cathy called out while I hurriedly wiped my face dry with a towel.
I stepped into my bedroom to Cathy who was still naked and very much ready for me and I felt myself harden even more.
"I'm here for you baby". I cooed while she giggled.
"Here, put it on," I said, handing her the condom, while I knelt in front of her with my shaft pointed to her.
She readily collected it and made to put it on me, she grabbed my shaft so suddenly that I let out a gasp.
"Oh fuck! I muttered when she proceeded to rub me gently.
"What are you doing?" I suddenly asked when she threw the condom away.
"I want it raw, Jared." She said with a pout that looked so cute on her, and I couldn't help lavishing her with kisses.
"If the princess wants it raw, then raw it is". I said while she blushed.
I grabbed her so suddenly, and effortlessly that she let out a stutter.
In a second she was atop me, with her nipples pointing directly to my mouth, and in the next second, she was beneath me, her butt cheeks facing me while I thrust in and out of her, enjoying the sound of her moaning.
She stopped moaning so suddenly, and I felt a sudden vibration surge through her, in readiness for an orgasm.
I slowed my pace just then, if my calculations are right, I should be cumming in five minutes or less and it will be so much fun if we poured out together.
Once I felt my orgasm reaching its peak, I increased my pace, and thrust in and out of her with so much speed, making her orgasm rise to its peak once more.
I didn't stop it this time because I could feel mine rising also.
The slimy liquid inside her forced my shaft out, as more liquid poured out on the bed sheets.
She was panting now, and so was I.
"Can we go one more time?" I teased, with a smirk.
"Hell no." She replied, rolling on her side.
"How is it going with Alice? Has her father come around?" Cathy suddenly asked.
"He is never coming around. Unless we make a run for it." I replied, standing up.
"Run?" Cathy asked, surprised.
"You know what will happen if you are caught. Rumour has it that she has been handpicked by one of the Mafia Lords." Cathy informed me, while I pretended to not know.
"My own Alice, handpicked by a Mafia lord?" I asked with feigned surprise.
"So I heard." She replied, stretching to pick up her bra and panties from where the floor.
"You tore it." She accused, lifting the panties to me.
"It was too tight," I replied, reaching for it, but she pulled it away from my reach at the last minute.
"Are you sure you wanna play this with me?" I asked, heading towards her.
Once I got close to her, she flung the panties at me, while she moved farther away.
I stopped to examine the panties, and enclosing them in my hands, I faced Cathy.
"I'm keeping this."
"No, you won't." She said fiercely, charging at me with so much force it made me laugh.
"Come on Cathy, go for it. " I teased when she stopped halfway.
"Just give it back Jared, I want to leave now." She requested, eyeing me.
"Here," I said, holding it up.
"Throw it," Cathy said.
"No way!" I said, reaching for her.
She tried running, but I caught her by the arm and pulled her to me. I forced the bra she wore halfway, leaving her stark naked once more. I proceeded to rough-handle her hair.
She fought back by biting a spot in my hand.
"Is that the best you can do?" I asked, lifting her off the floor.
"Jared stop, please." She pleaded.
"Say that one more time, I demanded with a smirk.
"Stop, please." She pleaded again, and I eased her down.
Once I let go of her, she proceeded to dress up, and I did the same. When she was done, she picked up her bag and headed towards the door.
"I can drop you off if you want." I offered, but she refused.
"Just talk to Alice. You look beaten." Cathy said, and in the next second she was gone.