I shook my head, nervous to talk.
His free hand wrapped around my neck, and squeezed, “You think you could do to yourself what I did to you?”
“No, Mr. S.”
He pulled me in closer so that we were nose to-nose.
“No, you can’t. No one else can. Only I can stretch you out like this. Only me cause slut you out like this. You’ll be disappointed if you look for it elsewhere. Understand me?
“Yes, Mr. S.”
“Good.” He rolled his shoulder and neck, like he was preparing for a workout. “I was trying to spare you. You think you’re ready to handle me, and it’s clear that you aren’t willing to be patient, so let me just give you what you’re begging for.”
Gulp.
I felt like I swallowed a tennis ball. Before he went any further, he put my soaked fingers in his mouth. Sucking them clean while moaning. It was doing something to me I didn’t expect.
Afterwards, he pulled them out of his mouth and held out his palm to me. “Gimme your other hand.”
“Mr. S?—”
“Give it to me.”
Reluctantly, I did. Then he placed both on my lower abdomen right below my belly ring.
“Keep them there,” he commanded. I heard the sound of pants unzipping and being discarded but didn’t look. “Open your fucking legs. And you better not run, Rabbit. You asked for this.”
Then, without so much as a warning, he entered me. Every nerve in my body stood up. My eyes watered and my toes curled. I almost suffocated on the air caught in my throat as I sucked in to center myself.
No way…
No way I could do this…
My hands go to the sheets to hold onto something steady.
“Keep your hands there!” He stopped me, pressing my palms into my skin. My eyes grow at what I feel.
“Feel that? I could touch that belly button piercing from the inside if I wanted to.”
I blacked out after that.
No seriously.
By the time I regained my focus, I was breathing hard with a dull ache in the pit of my stomach followed by a sharp throbbing sensation between my legs.
“Mr. S?”
This was the closest our skin has been to touching all night as he hovered over me, eyes closed as the last wave of his pleasure flowed through him into me.
“Hm?”
He for sure finished in me.
“I-I think I love you.”
He froze, then looked down at me before giving me a short chuckle.
“You love me?”
