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I’m done running. I’m done doubting. He scarred himself for me, and now it’s my turn. He’s already been etched into my soul for a lifetime anyway. Lifting my hips, I grind against him, aching to feel him fuck me more, but craving the most unhinged thought I’ve ever had.
His eyes widen, “Spencer…”
Gripping the back of his head with my hand, I pull myself up, while pushing him back until I’m sitting on him, straddling his lap, still stuffed full of his cock. Rocking back and forth, I chase that feeling that only he gives me.
Pressing my lips to his, as I roll my hips, I breathe heavily, “Please Travis.”
He moves us, shifting until his back is flat on the bed as I’m riding him. The pleasure is intense, all consuming, and I can’t stop. Slowly I slide up and down his cock, his piercings setting my nerves on fire. Placing the knife in his hand, I eye him again.
“Now,” I groan.
I feel his cock twitch inside of me, and I know on some level the idea of scarring me is turning him on. I want to carry his mark on my flesh forever. I want to be his in every way humanly possible. Lifting the blade, he rests the tip against my hip.
“It’s gonna hurt.”
“It’s ok, you promised me pleasure with the pain.”
He grins as I throw his words back at him and he digs the tip sharply into my skin. It’s not a flesh wound, it’s deep. Deep enough to scar. Looking down, I watch the blood roll down my skin and I grind down on him harder.
My pussy clenches as he drags the blade, slicing through layers of flesh.
Leaning my head back, I look up at the ceiling as I relish the sharp sting of the blade.
As fast as it began, it’s over, and I look back down at him as he tosses the knife to the floor. He runs his thumb through the blood, smearing it across my stomach as I pick up the pace, riding him, chasing the ultimate high.
My heart thrums in my chest, and I feel it again.
“Fuck, Travis, Fuck!” I scream as I spasm around his cock. My movements slow, but he doesn’t let up. Gripping my hips, he thrusts up into me. Hard, punishing thrusts that send me careening into the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.
My skin stings, his grip aches, and his thrusts fill me with the most deliciously painful gratification. My body shakes as I come and I can’t hold myself up any longer. Travis rolls us over until he’s on top of me, pressing his forearms into the mattress, caging my head.
“I’m not done with you yet,” he growls as he begins kissing his way down my body. When his lips meet his mark, he runs his tongue across the T etched into my flesh and my body shakes. Looking up at me, he grins as he pushes up onto his knees. Reaching beneath me, he flips me over onto all fours with ease. I feel him move, and hear the sound of him sifting through his nightstand, but I don’t move. I’m aching with anticipation.
His warm hand runs slowly up my spine, and he stops when his fingers encircle the back of my neck. Gripping my neck, he pulls me backward until my back rests against his chest. His soft lips press against my shoulder, and up my neck, stopping below my earlobe. His warm breath fans my skin as he moves his hand between us and licks his index finger.
I feel his finger sliding through the crack of my ass when he groans in my ear, “I’m taking this tonight red. Think you can handle me?”
I let out a gasp as his finger circles my asshole, and while it’s not something I ever craved before, I want him to take it. I want him to own every single piece of my body, mind and soul.
I nod my head yes.
“Use your words.”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“That’s my girl,” he groans as he pushes me back down on all fours.
Cool liquid dripping on my skin shocks my senses, as he massages the lube between my ass cheeks.
“Relax baby,” he whispers as he presses the tip of his finger into me. It hurts, but it hurts so damn good.
Gently, he pushes his finger in a little more, then pulls it back. In some more, then out. Rubbing my back lightly with his other hand.
“Fuck this hole is so tight,” he growls, pushing his finger in and out of me. I feel him add a second finger and the pain turns to pleasure and I find myself rocking back into him, wanting more. Chasing more.
“That’s right red, open up for me.”
A moan escapes my lips when I feel the loss of his fingers, but the sensation is quickly replaced with the tip of his cock.
