Page 25 of Wild

“I’m sorry!” I exclaimed. And I really was. Of course, I would also say anything at that moment to get him to bring me to orgasm.

“You’re sorry you ran away from me?” he demanded, pushing my asscheeks open and rimming my anus.

I moaned. Loud. In the motel room, Colton had played with my ass with his finger. But this? It was soooo naughty. Especially because it felt so good. How did he know I liked all this stuff when I didn’t even know myself?

He lifted his head again. “While I love hearing you get off, it’s just for me. Not for everyone downstairs.”

“Then stop doing that,” I snapped.

He slapped my pussy again. “You want me to stop?” He shrugged, then sat up. “Okay, I’ll stop. You can go back downstairs with hard nipples and a needy pussy.”

“No.” I tugged on my hands, which tugged on my throat. “No, don’t stop.”

“That’s right. Because you need what only I can give you.” He circled a finger around my entrance, coated it in my cream, then smeared it over my back entrance. “You like ass play, don’t you, naughty girl?”

“With you,” I whispered.

He groaned. “Then you’ll get me. In there.”

I squirmed, equally aroused and fearful of the idea. I’d seen his dick, knew how big it was. He was a tight fit in my pussy. “Now?”

The corner of his mouth turned up. “No lube. I didn’t get around to ass fucking in my childhood bedroom.”

I wasn’t sure if I was disappointed or relieved.

“The way you’re writhing on the bed, I’m not so sure if it would be a punishment, anyway.”

“Colton,” I breathed.

He grabbed my t-shirt off the floor. “Here. Put this in your mouth to quiet you down.” Rolling it into a pseudo-twist, he set the center in front of my mouth. I looked up at him, at how he was so fucking patient, and opened. I bit down on it, my mouth wetting the fabric. I could spit it out, but he was right. I was loud with him, and while the house was big, my sister was downstairs. And Colton’s brothers. And the ranch hands. I had no doubt they knew what we were up to, but I wasn’t sure if I could face any of them if they’d heard me scream and beg and whimper Colton’s name.

“Good girl. Now, where was I?” He looked me over, then settled back between my spread thighs. “Right. About. Here.”

His hands cupped my butt, and he licked me from ass to clit and back again. He was exceptional at oral. So good that he got me to the brink of coming, then stopped. He nipped the inside of my thigh or blew on my swollen flesh. Then he got his fingers involved, and I was so strung out, so over the top with need to come that I was coated in sweat. My muscles quivered. My nipples were no longer hard, but soft, plump tips. My ass had a finger in it, nice and deep. He didn’t do anything with it, just put it there, I thought, because he could.

And because I liked it. He was doing to me whatever he wanted, and I had to take it. I couldn’t move. I could only feel, and it was so much. Too much.

Tears leaked down my temples, and I couldn’t even cry out any more, only whimper. Propping up on one hand, he lifted the t-shift from my mouth. “This punishment, sweetheart? It’s not just torturing you.”

He sat back, undid his pants, pushed them down, so his dick sprung free. So large, so heavy. Today, it was darker, the veins up the length bulging, the crown almost bursting it was so swollen. Pre-cum dripped down the length as if it were a leaky faucet.

He grabbed a condom from his pocket, rolled it down his length. They had to be from the XXL box.

Reaching behind his head, he tugged off his shirt. He was so gorgeous. That body. That dick. I needed him.

“I’m going to get in you now, and you’re going to come. You’ve been waiting for my dick like a good girl.”

Leaning forward he undid the tie around one of my wrists. “I’m going to fuck you good and hard, and I don’t want you to choke. Grab the pillow. Yes, like that. Now don’t let go.”

I nodded, and he moved so his dick was right at my entrance. He didn’t linger, only painted the tip in my cream, then thrust into me in one long stroke.

My sensitive tissues opened for him, the fit snug, but that made me feel every slick inch of him. I came, just as he’d said. He hadn’t put his fingers inside my pussy, and it made me even greedier for all of him. Yet, my ass tingled because it was now empty.

I clenched as I came on a wail.

“Fuck,” he growled as he began to do just as he’d said and fucked me into the bed.

I gasped as I came, the pleasure a relief. I had no idea how long he played and punished me, taunting me with this orgasm. But now, I’d never come like this before. My inner walls rippling, trying to pull him even deeper.