intercourse and disdain

Elena's body trembles with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty as Damien positions his very huge cock at her entrance. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the inevitable pain that accompanies his size. As he slowly inserts himself deep inside her, Elena can't help but let out a guttural scream.

Her tightness surrounds him like a vice grip, making Damien grin with satisfaction. He starts thrusting into her with deliberate slowness, causing Elena to writhe beneath him in a mixture of pleasure and discomfort. Her moans fill the room as he continues to pound into her relentlessly, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge.

"Fuck," she gasps between moans, her voice laced with both ecstasy and frustration. "You're so fucking big."

Damien chuckles darkly, relishing in Elena's words as he pounds into her mercilessly. "That's exactly what I like to hear," he replies sarcastically.

Elena's mind races as she stares at Damien's sarcastic response. She watches in anticipation as he continues to thrust into her relentlessly, each powerful stroke pushing them both to the brink of ecstasy. Her body trembles with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort, a battle between her desire for release and her hesitance about what comes next.

But amidst the intensity of their encounter, doubts begin to creep into Elena's mind. She wonders if she's made a mistake, if there's more to Damien than meets the eye. As he continues his dominant grind, his arrogant smirk sends waves of uncertainty crashing over her.

"Is this really how I want it?" Elena whispers under her breath, her voice tinged with frustration. "Am I just another notch on your bedpost?"

Damien stops abruptly, seemingly taken aback by Elena's question. His eyes lock onto hers, his gaze hardened with arrogance.

"You don't think I want anything more than this?" he snaps defensively. "You're not that fucking special."

Elena blinks, her eyes wide with disbelief as she takes in Damien's words. She feels a mix of relief and frustration wash over her. Relief because he can't possibly mean what he just said, or at least that's what she hopes. Frustration because after everything they've shared, she wonders if she's been fooled all along.

"You're not being fair," Elena retorts, her voice laced with sarcasm. "I'm pretty sure I've given you more than just a good fuck."

Damien chuckles darkly, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh honey," he smirks, "I'll give you credit where it's due - you certainly know how to work that body."

Elena rolls her eyes dramatically, pushing herself up from the bed. "Save your compliments for someone who actually gives a shit," she snaps sarcastically.

Without waiting for his response, Elena grabs her clothes and swiftly dresses herself. Each movement is filled with a mixture of anger and disappointment as she prepares to leave the apartment for good.