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My hands came down to grab his hair and he broke away. “Hands above your head,” he growled, one hand coming out from under me to grab both of my wrists in a tight grip. He had me pinned under him, but it didn’t feel quite as intimidating as it had before I’d had that flashback. Like knowing he would kill for me had quieted something inside me, assured me that he would never hurt me. That I would always be safe with him.
‘You’re my sweet, perfect girl, aren’t you, baby? You’re going to choke my cock, take my cum. Give me whatever I want.”
“Yes,” I cried, and we both groaned almost in unison as he slid into me, his face burying in my neck as he held my arms above my head. We stayed like that for a minute and then he lifted his head, a fierce, desperate hunger in his gaze...right before he bit down on my pulse point, his hips beginning to hammer in and out of me. My pussy throbbed and squeezed at his dick and I whimpered. He was so big, it was almost painful. But the bite of hurt only amplified the pleasure.
“Fuck, yes. Squeeze my dick. Just like that,” he begged. My core tightened hearing how desperate he was.
My insides began to flutter as an orgasm built deep inside me. He still had me pinned down, my hips barely able to move as I took every inch of him, over and over until I was flying—pleasure shooting through me—the edges of my vision darkening from the exquisite intensity of the moment.
“One day I’m going to shove a plug in this perfect ass. Stretch that hole out while I fuck you until you pass out. Choke you with my dick while I fuck your face. My gorgeous, little fuck toy.”
I groaned as his words sent me flying over the edge. Again.
“That’s my sweet pussy. How are you even real? Fuck. I love you.” His cock slipped through my wetness, battering in and out in long, hard strokes.
I arched against him as he continued to mutter filthy, perfect words, until finally, his thrusts turned erratic. “Fuck. Yes,” hebreathed as his cock pulsed inside me. A second later, I could feel his liquid bursts of heat filling my core, the sensation of it sending one last orgasm rushing through me.
He’d collapsed on top of me as he came and we laid like that for a second, until it became a little hard to breathe—he was so much bigger than I was.
“Are you okay?” he finally asked in a gruff, pinched voice as he lifted my head with a somber expression on his beautiful face.
“Okay?”
“I was rougher than I’d intended. Did you have any flashbacks? Did you even like any of that?”
My eyes widened. “You did feel me having multiple orgasms around your dick, right?” I huffed with a small laugh, whimpering softly when his dick twitched inside me like it was up for another round.
“Kennedy, I love you,” he whispered.
And I felt the words all the way to my soul.
He carefully rolled us so that we were on our sides, facing one another. He was somehow still inside me.
“Tell me about that day,” I whispered, my hand cradling his cheek as we stared deep into each other’s eyes. “I’ve already remembered the important part,” I pressed when he seemed to hesitate.
“You’d acted weird at school and hadn’t wanted to hang out afterwards, which was something we did every day—we couldn’t get enough of you, so we would try and get you to hang out with us as much as we could. But you hadn’t wanted to that day.” His eyes grew hazy, like he was back in that moment. “I’d made it two minutes away from your place before I’d decided I couldn’t bear to not see you until the morning. I was going to beg you to hang out if that’s what it took.”
I snorted, and a small smile slipped across his lips. “You’ve had us wrapped around your finger for a long time, pretty girl.”His dick began to thicken inside me, but he continued talking like he hadn’t noticed.
His smile dimmed.
“I thought you were alone...he was usually drunk at a bar somewhere, or pretending to work at the tire shop. So, I hadn’t bothered knocking. I just walked in. I heard you crying and rushed down the hall and—” His words faded away and he squeezed his eyes closed.
It was a strange thing. I could remember it. But it felt like it was something that had happened to someone else. Maybe later when I was alone, what had happened would sink in and feel real. But right now, connected to him like this...it felt like a dream.
A terrible, bad dream for sure.
But just a dream.
“I lost my mind, I guess. But I don’t regret it.”
“I remember you, Greyson, and Sebastian leaving with the body while Carter stayed with me. But where did you take the body?”
“Greyson had connections. A pig farm got rid of all the evidence. Your mother didn’t call the police until he hadn’t come home for a week. And a guy like that...well the police hadn’t cared if he’d disappeared. Everyone agreed the world would be better off if he was gone.”
I nodded, remembering bits and pieces of that. A police officer at the door. My fear we would be discovered. Crying coming out of my mother’s room.
And me finally being able to sleep at night.
