1221: Between Life and Death

Between Life and Death

'This man is crazy!'1

Rose Young thought this way but didn't dare to voice it out loud. She swallowed and continued to smile at Emilio Miguel as if he didn't choke her just now.

"I understand now, Emil. I know my mistake." She batted her eyes at him and gave his chest a tentative touch. "Forgive me?"

Emilio Miguel's smile widened. His beauty went beyond the distinction between males and females. He certainly had the ability to attract all genders. 

Despite her terror from almost being murdered, Rose still became dazed at the beautiful man. He was more beautiful than her. In fact, he was even more beautiful than that slut, Iris Long. He was actually more beautiful than most women in the world. She had never seen such a beautiful person, much less a man.

Before today, she felt smug that such a man with undeniable heaven-defying beauty was sleeping with her. He fueled her own vanity. She felt special. 

Now, however, she realized that she was nothing but a toy to him. No, a slave. All the things that she wanted to do to Jin Liwei, Emilio Miguel was doing to her now. 

Fury, humiliation and terror filled her but she still swallowed everything and forced herself to fawn on the man. He was right. Emilio Miguel was the one who held her fate now. If he wanted to kill her, he could do so at anytime and she couldn't do anything about it. 

Rose made a decision. 

Between life and death, of course she would choose to live. As long as she was alive, there was always a chance for her to make a comeback and exact revenge on all the people who humiliated her. 

Without another word, she began to undress. Emilio Miguel stood back and watched her with mild interest. His expression didn't change much, making it hard for Rose to gauge her actual effect on him.

When she was completely naked, she lied down on the bed and slowly opened her legs wide while staring at him. The subtle smile on his face remained. She didn't know exactly what the smile meant. At the moment though, she no longer gave a damn. 

The lust arrived quickly. Just looking at Emilio Miguel's beauty was enough to make her wet. This was the first time since meeting Jin Liwei that she didn't imagine his face while having sex with another man. All she could think about was Emilio Miguel while he fucked her. 

Like right now. Her hands were already roaming all over her body, doing her best to seduce the Spaniard, and looking forward to how he would fuck her. She wanted him inside her. He was the best fuck that she had so far in her life. She still desired him even after he choked her just now. 

Emilio Miguel didn't move. He just stood there with his arms crossed over his chest, watching her on the bed. [Read official chapters on W e b n o v e l (dot) com. Please stop supporting piracy. Also follow author on Instagram: @arriacross]

Rose played with her flat breasts and nipples. One of her hands moved downwards until it finally touched her wet core. She moaned and her hips jerked upwards, pointing it towards the man standing by the bed. Her hand spread her nether petals, opening them for Emilio Miguel to see. She became wetter, intensifying her lust. 

Then as slowly as she could, she inserted two fingers inside her and moved them in and out. Her moans became louder. She was already soaking wet as the tempo of her fingers increased. Her hips undulated in a shameless, lewd dance. 

"Stop," Emilio Miguel commanded. 

She immediately stopped. Her body boiled with unspent lust. 

"Emil…."

Instead of replying, his hands went to unbuckle his belt. Next, he unzipped his jeans and freed his erection. 

Rose shivered and her mouth watered. In terms of size, the man was the largest that she ever had so far. It felt amazing whenever he fucked her. This was why she was able to forget Jin Liwei while having sex with Emilio Miguel. The Spaniard could literally fuck her out of her mind.

Without any warning, Emilio Miguel pulled her hair. She cried out in pain but didn't struggle, allowing the man to do whatever he wanted with her. He forced her to kneel in front of him before shoving his large member into her mouth and immediately started pounding her hard. 

She felt like she was going to suffocate. Her gag reflex was out in full force. Tears flowed down her face and other body fluids. However, she stayed still and allowed him to use her mouth. Within the panic and pain, pleasure bloomed inside her. When he pushed her away, her face was a mess but he hadn't come yet. His member was still as impressive as ever. 

Then he pulled her up and tossed her on the bed. Using his belt, he tied both of her hands on the bedpost before flipping her until she was lying face-down on the mattress.

"Lift your skinny ass, slut."

She obeyed. There was no humiliation in her eyes, only excitement. This was the kind of sex that she loved. Her previous sex partners were too timid for her tastes. Only Emilio Miguel was able to thoroughly satisfy her. 

His hands held her hips before he plunged deep inside her from behind. She screamed at the sudden, delicious intrusion. His size stretched her almost to the limit. It was marvelous!

He rammed into her again and again. She met his movements as best as she could. 

"Yeah. Shake that ass!" 

Then his hands rained heavy blows on her butt. She screamed from the pain and the pleasure. The slaps came faster and heavier.

"Yes, Emil! Fuck me harder! Faster! YES!!!"

Emilio Miguel laughed. "You're such a dirty slut, my dear Rosa. Just how I like it." 

He grabbed her hair and pulled hard, using it to keep her in place and stop her from moving away from the strong pounding of his hips. 

Rose orgasmed six times in quick succession before she felt him leave her insides and pump his release on her back. He gave her swollen butt a final slap before climbing off the bed while laughing. She was too tired and too satisfied to ask him where he was going. 

"Don't sleep yet, my dear Rosa. I'm not done with you yet."

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