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“You’re too big,” she squealed as she tried to crawl away.
I took hold of her hips with both hands and planted myself balls deep. She submitted and stilled.
“Whose ass is this?” I began thrusting in and out of her. When she didn’t answer, I thrust even deeper.
“Yours!”
When I could see she wasn’t going to try to crawl away again, I pressed her shoulders down so her ass was on display and in an even better position to go even deeper inside of her.
“Montgomery, please…”
“Take all of me,” I commanded. And though I knew this ass fucking may have been pushing the limits of her pain threshold, I also knew that the buttplug she had worn all day had been preparing her for this moment. “Do you feel me spreading you wide?”
When she didn’t answer, I reached forward and took a handful of her hair and tugged her head back.
“Yes, I feel you,” she answered obediently, breathlessly.
“Who do you belong to?”
“You.”
I pumped in and out of her a few more times, knowing the constricting walls of her ass would be my undoing soon. And although I wanted this feeling to last forever, my need for release took over.
I reached around to find her clit again. She deserved her own pleasure, and I would do whatever I could to make it happen.
“Cum for me, Grace. Cum now.”
Her body tensed, and her moans grew louder with every pull and press of my dick. I toyed with her clit more until I could hear, and feel, her impending orgasm.
“Montgomery!”
Her pulsating asshole massaged an erotic explosion from me unlike anything I had ever experienced.
I moaned with one last thrust. Closing my eyes, I selfishly took this moment as mine.
A pretend solitude.
I didn’t want to see the faces of my spectators. I didn’t want to watch as they repositioned their bodies to hide their own raging hard-ons. I didn’t want to see the lust in their eyes. I wanted nothing but blackness. Just the dark.
The dark that I had been accustomed to residing in.
Reaching for Grace, I pulled her to me. I wrapped my arms around her shivering body as she snuggled in close while we both caught our breaths and recovered. My eyes were still closed, but I had Grace with me in my darkness giving me a sense of comfort in our fucked up situation.
Just us.
For now…
I would have to open my eyes soon and face reality. Just like when we left The Oleander, Grace and I would have to face a new reality. One in which we aren’t forced to be together any longer.
But for right now, with Grace in my arms, this was my reality.
Eyes closed shut.
20
Grace
That night changed something between Montgomery and me. I always imagined anal sex as a brutal, cruel act. Something guys did to get off because they’d watched it over and over in porn. I never imagined it could amp up the level of intimacy between two people like that…
Or maybe it was the fact that I felt like Montgomery and I shared this secret—like we were the only two people who knew the truth about what was really happening between us, and we were just putting on a performance for everybody else.
We always kept a straight face in front of the staff, even Mrs. Hawthorne, but behind closed doors we joked and giggled and made love.
Sometimes it was casual, but sometimes Montgomery got this intensity in his eyes, even while he’d seemed focused on his work just five minutes before, and he’d come and all but tackle me where I lounged on the bed.
And okaaaaay, it might have something to do with the fact that I stopped bothering to get dressed and at most wore lingerie or a bikini top and short shorts around the room or out to the lake. But to be fair, that was simply because I noticed a directly correlated inverse relationship to the amount of clothes I wore vs. the amount of time Montgomery could go without putting his hands on me.
And like they say, all’s fair in love and war.
Except… This wasn’t war and it couldn’t be love. Couldn’t be.
I frowned, laying my book to the side of the bed and staring at where Montgomery sat working steadily at his laptop in the corner by the wide open bay window.
Lately I’d taken to working with him. All those business degree classes I took? Turned out they were actually useful. It was fun applying them to real-life situations. I’d helped him come up with a creative solution to figure out a bottleneck in his supply chain the other day. And then I created a flow chart he said was extremely useful to help him and his team visualize and streamline the new production line.
I don’t think he said it just to be nice either, because I saw him referring to it throughout the rest of the week. It felt amazing to be seen as more than just “one of the redneck waitresses in the short shorts”.
