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I will be. I need her. Now, more than ever, I need her. Selina appreciates my strength. She likes me for who I am, who I’ve always been. I have no control over my body as I walk over to her and plant a kiss on her lips. She stills before me, holding her breath as our lips remain locked for a long moment. I wrap my arms around her, breathing her in as I deepen the kiss.
Selina is sweetly responsive, my safe haven in the eye of a storm I’ve been dreading for a long time. Yet the balance she gives me is fragile and easily shattered. The more I see of Cynthia prowling around, the clearer it becomes that no one is truly safe. She said that much to Jason not that long ago. The woman has returned to wreak havoc and make us miserable. In a way, we deserve it. But Selina… I can’t lose her.
“You’re squeezing a little too tight, baby,” Selina grunts softly as I realize how hard I’m holding on to her.
“I’m just getting started,” I reply and bite her lower lip.
She moans as I scoop her up in my arms and carry her upstairs. I don’t want to think about Cynthia right now. I don’t want to think about Lance, either. Not about Jason’s issues, not about Matthew’s reserved nature that has recently been more of a curse than a gift. No, right now I just want to lose myself inside this woman and forget about the rest of the world.
There is too much anger inside me, and it desperately needs release.
20
Selina
Idon’t know what’s gotten into him, but I welcome the affection with a sliver of doubt in my heart. Sully is more intense than usual, his grip on me firm as he carries me up to the master bedroom. I’m a little confused, though, because we use the master bedroom for our foursome lovemaking, not our one-on-one encounters. It’s weird and unexpected, yet it’s hard for me to pull away.
“I want you so badly, it hurts,” Sully growls as he trails kisses down the side of my neck.
His hands roam up and down my body, my clothes and lingerie already on the floor. My breasts feel swollen and tender, so I can’t help but whimper when he grabs handfuls of them to kiss and nibble and suckle. “Easy, baby,” I manage, but the pain soon turns to pleasure as his teeth graze my skin.
“I need you.”
“I’m right here, baby…”
It’s been strange around the cabin lately. And it doesn’t feel right for us to be doing this in here, without Jason and Matthew. The more I think about it, the more disconnected I become, despite the arousal causing liquid heat to pool between my legs. A scented candle has been burning on the nightstand for a few hours, so the room is loaded with a sweet and spicy mixture of apple and cinnamon—my favorite Christmas combination. The holidays are coming, and I’m overwhelmed by simultaneous waves of profound and confusing emotions. I long for the comforts of a stable home, the loving arms of a man, of three men, the warmth of a log fire and the safety of a healthy relationship… it’s odd that I am so close to each of these things and yet feel so far away at the same time.
Sully kisses me, this time hungrily, viciously, as if he’s about to devour me. His fingers dig into my flesh as he squeezes my ass cheeks, one hand sliding between my legs to find me wet and hot and ready for him. He finger-fucks me deep and fast, teasing my clit with the base of his palm, applying the perfect amount of pressure until I cry out in sudden agony and ecstasy. It almost hurts, but in a good way. I come undone, my juices flowing over his hand as he shoves three fingers in, constantly pumping and stroking me until I’m forced to hold on to him for dear life as I ride the wave of a shattering and unexpected climax.
“That’s it, baby, come for me,” he says, then pulls back and looks at me. “Now, get on your knees and take it like a big girl.”
I do as I’m told, half-dizzy in a luscious afterglow and still hungry for him. Yet the room we’re in keeps staring back at me, the walls giving off an accusatory silence as I’m on my knees. I open my mouth and welcome him in. He’s rougher than usual, but it turns me on. The guilt should be eating away at me, but the taste of his magnificent cock and the precum drizzling on the tip of my tongue are enough to fool me. Sully holds my head as I deepthroat him, relaxing my muscles to take all of it, listening to the sound of his ragged breath as I feel him pulsating with a devastating inner fire.
“Sully, we’re alone here,” I manage as I take a deep breath. “We shouldn’t—”
“I don’t care,” he replies and goes back in.
I suck him hard in between rushed sessions of licking and slurping his shaft. I’ve got one hand fondling his full balls, while the other hesitates on his thigh. There’s something off-tune here. Something that doesn’t quite fit. No matter how badly I want this, no matter how turned on I still am, the silence of the master bedroom returns with a vengeance.
“Sully…”
“Dammit, Selina, I don’t fucking care!” Sully says and helps me up, then bends me over the edge of the bed. “Come here…”
He grabs me by the back of the head as he spreads my legs and spears me, filling me and stretching me in an instant. I gasp from the sheer size and girth of his monster cock, desperate for every glorious inch as I feel myself slick and tightening around him. He drills me hard, pumping fast and deep until I lose my breath. His hold on my nape strengthens, and I feel like a feral cat that’s getting one hell of a pounding.
“Oh, God,” I whimper as he goes deeper and harder. He slaps my ass.
I quiver, my insides turned to lava as I take him. Deeper, harder, faster.
He grunts with each thrust, while I try to keep up with the speed and the intensity of this possession. It’s different. It’s animalistic and wild. It’s almost dangerous, but not in a way that scares me—it’s merely unsettling—yet I can’t stop him. I don’t think I want to.
“Give it to me, baby, please,” I moan, feeling another orgasm gathering in my core, a ball of lightning that swells and swells as he slaps my ass again and again, then proceeds to slip that hand around my hip. His fingers find my clit, a swollen and overly sensitive nub which he flicks most viciously, making my knees buck. “Sully… oh, God… Sully!”
“Take it all!”
I have no other choice but to obey. The explosion is merciless and blows me apart as he pumps me full of his hot seed, one reckless thrust after another while my pussy ripples and trembles around him. My screams of ecstasy are muffled by the bedcover as I feel him deep in my body and my soul. But the pleasure is woefully short-lived. The afterglow fades quickly as the guilt returns to the center of my consciousness, and I realize what we’ve just done.
Sully realizes it, too. He’s barely done and panting as he leaves me hanging on to the edge of the bed, my knees weak, my body covered in sweat, my ass reddened by his spanking and my back cold in his absence. “Dammit,” I hear him curse under his breath.
