"Will you?" he said, humping against me.
He wasn't kidding. His hands wandered up under my shirt, pulling me close to him. He pulled my legs open.
"You can sleep if you like, while I fuck you." He pressed his cock against me harder, grinding. "On the other hand, you probably can't. Can you sleep, fuck toy, while a man's cock is fucking you?"
"No." I whispered.
"I didn't think so." His hand was slapping my spread pussy, over and over.
"What is this for, girl?" he asked roughly.
"For you to fuck," I managed between my yelps of pleasure/pain.
"Yeah, it is, isn't it? Even when you just want to sleep, this pussy is still for me to fuck, huh? I want to fuck you and I will fuck you."