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A moment later, he extends my right arm out, forcing us both to bend forward as he wraps my fingers around the edge of the desk, releasing my throat and taking my left arm to stretch it to the opposite side.
He pushes my hair off to the side and I lay my cheek on the drawing, knowing it’ll come away smeared with charcoal. Maybe a little red, too.
“Stay,” he says, his breath warm on my ear, lips soft when he kisses my cheek. He straightens, and I see him in my periphery, watch him loom over me, watching me. It’s so dark, he’s almost a shadow wrapped within a shadow.
His eyes glisten, and when the next part of the song plays, he sings along: “It’s cold. It’s dark. It’s deep and it’s wet.”
I hear him open a drawer, take something out, but I can’t see what it is. His hands are on my back. Sliding down over my hips. Raising the oversized T-shirt I’m wearing high on my back.
Blood surges to my sex and I crane my neck to watch him. His focus is intent on his work as he drags my panties down over my hips, my thighs. Let’s them slide to the floor and waits until I step out of them to stand between my legs. To take my ass in his hands to splay me open.
I swallow. He’s watching me there, and a moment later, his thumb comes to rest against my asshole, presses lightly there.
When I tense, and begin to straighten, he squeezes his hands over my hips.
“I said stay.”
I lay back down. He pushes the tip of his finger inside me. I realize what he took out of the drawer a moment later when I feel the cool drops fall on the cleft of my ass.
“Sergio,” I start.
“I’ve been struggling ever since I met you,” he says, beginning to rub the cream into me. It feels strange. Different, but good. “I know what being with me will mean for you and part of me is screaming to let you go. Not to condemn you to this life.”
When he slides the fingers of his other hand to my clit, I suck in a breath. He keeps rubbing, and I hear the wet sounds of my arousal, hear his own breath coming shorter. And when he pushes a finger slowly inside me, I let out a moan.
“Natalie,” he says, and I hear him unbuckling his belt, unzipping his pants.
I can’t answer though, not when he’s touching me like that.
“I need to be inside you. To come inside you.”
I’m not protected. He can’t come inside my pussy.
He’s rubbing his cock between my folds, dipping into my wet pussy as a second finger penetrates my ass. It hurts, but it feels good too, and I want him inside me. I want him to come inside me. He’s not the only one who needs this. Needs to be this close.
“Darlin’, darlin’, darlin’, why don’t you sleep at night?” he sings louder in time with the music and he pulls out of my pussy and I look back, watch him pumping his cock with his hand, smearing cream all over it, watching me as he sings along, glancing away only for a moment to draw his fingers out and line his cock up to my asshole and when he pushes in, I gasp, and tense and arch my back and grip the edges of the desk hard.
It hurts, he’s so thick, but he rubs my back, takes his time, stretches me slowly. When he strokes my clit, I find myself lifting to him, wanting him, and the sounds in the room, I think they’re coming from me, short gasps, moans, and fuck I’m going to come and he’s pushing deeper and deeper inside me and a moment later, I’m coming and he’s watching me, burying his cock inside me, moving slow and deep until it’s over, until the wave passes.
That’s when he grips my hips and fucks me. That’s when he really fucks me, drawing all the way out, thrusting back inside, the base sounds of an animal rutting coming from him, from his chest.
I know the moment he’s going to release, to explode inside me and when he thrusts one final time, laying his full weight over me, his chest and face wet with sweat and his cock throbs and I feel him release and empty and we’re so close, so fucking close. Closer than we’ve ever been. And when he stretches his arms over mine and intertwines his fingers with my own and he’s still throbbing inside me, I think I don’t want this to end. I don’t want to ever be apart from him. I don’t want for him to ever go away. For us to ever leave this room. Because here, we’re safe. Here, he’s safe.
