A/N: I want to thank my filthy lil teddy bear by the way for helping me with the last few chapters including this one. Brilliant mind you have, babes.
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Jocelyn watches Rhea put on a strap on and her face turns angry again.
"You don't really think I'm fucking you tonight." Jocelyn snaps.
Rhea only smirks before climbing onto the bed over top of her. She grabs her by the chin with a tight grip.
"No. I'm fucking you." She says before roughly letting go of Jocelyn's face.
Even though she's angry with Rhea, pissed off about what she's done - what Jocelyn's even done - she can't help but feel a throbbing in her sex as Rhea speaks to and touches her like that. She doesn't know that she mentally wants this, but physically her body is screaming for it.
Before she has time to react, Rhea pulls Jocelyn's dress up and over her head, throwing it across the room. Jocelyn can't bring herself to look up at Rhea, to look in her eyes. Rhea notices and glares at her, grabbing her chin once more to turn her head back towards her.
"Look at me when I'm fucking you." She says.
Jocelyn meets Rhea's eyes. They're filled with anger, jealousy and a hint of sadness. She opens her mouth to speak but feels Rhea's fingers of her free hand in her sex and moans softly.
"Good you're fucking wet. Is that for me or for Dom?"
The question angers Jocelyn so she lies, not ready to admit that even when she's threatening to leave Rhea can still turn her on.
"Dom. He's a great fuck."
Rhea's hand stops between Jocelyn's legs and her frown turns into a straight scowl as she yanks her fingers from Jocelyn and rams the strap on into her with no warning. No preparation.
Jocelyn screams out in both pain and pleasure as she adapts to the size. She swears every time Rhea grabs one it's bigger than the last. Rhea smirks at her and pulls all the way out.
"F-Fuck!" Jocelyn screams as Rhea rams back into her hard enough to move her whole body up the bed an inch.
"Remember your safe word." Rhea whispers.
Looking up at her eyes once more, Jocelyn tilts her head. She sees a flash of care in Rhea's eyes. A softness she hasn't seen all day. Almost as quickly as it was there, though, it's gone. Replaced by the anger again.
Rhea starts thrusting her hips, hard. Harder than Jocelyn's ever felt her thrust before. The strap on hits her in all the right places and she's screaming.
"I can't fucking look at that." Rhea says, referring to the hickey Dom put on her girl's neck.
She wraps her hand around Jocelyn's neck, covering the hickey, and squeezes, choking her. Jocelyn gulps against her hand and watches Rhea in shock.
"I heard you, you know. He can't fucking make you scream like I can. Scream for me." She says.
She loosens her grip on Jocelyn's neck just enough for her to let out a scream as Rhea thrusts even harder. Making her hole body move up the bed as she fucks her. Rhea lets go of her neck, slows down, flips Jocelyn over so she's on her hands and knees and continues fucking her like that.
"Louder! Scream for me Jocelyn!" She shouts as she pounds her sex.
"FUCK!" Jocelyn screams louder, probably loud enough for the whole city to hear, and grips the sheets in her fists.
"Yeah! It feels so good don't it?" Rhea smirks.
Jocelyn bites her lip and moans, her whole body rocking back and forth as she's being brutally hammered from behind.
"Answer me you bitch!" Rhea shouts and slaps her ass, hard.
Jocelyn screams out again and her moans turn sultry.
"Y-Yes!" She answers reluctantly.
Rhea smirks again and grabs her by a fistful of her hair again. She yanks her head back as far as it'll go, making Jocelyn look up at the ceiling, moaning and screaming in turns. Rhea leans over her without breaking the pace and whispers in her ear.
"How dare you think he can make you cum like I can."
Jocelyn cries in pleasure and her eyes roll back in her head. She moans as her whole body begins to convulse under Rhea's touch. Rhea notices and grips her hair tighter.
"Cum for me. Now!" She growls.
As demanded, Jocelyn screams in a pleasure she's never felt before as she unleashes. Releasing her fluids all over the strap on and drips down onto the sheets.
"FUCK!" She cries as Rhea doesn't stop, "slow down! Please!"
Jocelyn begs but the fury in Rhea is still there. Still unsatisfied. She wants to teach her a lesson. Show her who's boss. Who's the dominant one. She wants her to know she fucked up by fucking Dom.
Rhea's so lost in her thoughts she doesn't notice the tears streaming down Jocelyn's face in pain until she shouts, "RED!!"
She's hitting the bed with what little strength she has left as Rhea comes to hearing the safe word and stops. She pulls out of Jocelyn, who collapses onto her stomach crying and shaking.
Rhea takes off the strap on and drops it off the bed. She lies next to Jocelyn and pulls her into her arms. Rubbing her back softly.
"Are you okay?" She asks.
Jocelyn's body slowly stops shaking and she nods, her eyes growing heavy.
"Y-Yes."
The anger suddenly dissipates from Rhea as she plants a soft kiss on Jocelyn's forehead.
"I'm sorry." Jocelyn whispers, her voice quivering again.
"Don't. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Rhea whispers back before pulling Jocelyn closer in her arms, putting her head on her chest.
"Sleep, baby."
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Flirting With Chaos
FanfictionWhen working her shift at a local gym, Jocelyn Bridle meets an unusual woman named Rhea Ripley. She doesn't know who she is and she also doesn't care. Rhea can't stand the thought. How will this play out?
