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“No, you shouldn’t have.”
If she thought he was done, she was mistaken. One belt stroke followed the next until her world was a red haze of pain. She hated it, loved it, hated it again. Loved his mastery over her even though her ass was on fire. Her clit pulsed, jealous at being ignored. She squirmed her hips against the stone, but her attempt to find something to rub against failed miserably. When he stopped, she was pretty sure she’d become one with the rock.
His hands slid over her abused flesh, soothing it yet making it worse, turning the pain into a deep, throbbing need. Panting, she lay still, letting him do what he pleased. He palmed her ass, spreading the cheeks apart, probably amused at how wet her pussy was, or maybe looking at her asshole. The idea turned her on but also made her want to move her hand to hide it from his view. She knew better than to try that. Now wasn’t the time to incite another spanking. Not when she was pretty sure he’d flayed a layer of skin off already.
“Are you going to be a good girl now?” he husked, crouching to examine his handiwork more closely.
“Yes, Luke.” Her voice caught on his name. “I’ll be a good girl.”
He grunted like her words pained him, and she spread her legs farther apart, finding a shallow outcropping she could rest her toes on. Would he choose to fuck her now?
Instead, his breath fanned over her hot skin, soothing yet tickling, and she stayed very still. What was he up to now? His lips touched her, gently exploring the welts he’d made, kissing every inch of her soreness. Soon, all that was left of her was a string of jangled nerves and an even more horrible need.
She wanted to rush him, to get what she needed, but she also didn’t want this last time to be over.
There was the sound of his zipper and the opening of a condom wrapper. He rolled her onto her back, onto the pile of their clothing, smiling down at her in a way that made her stomach knot up. In the middle of the forest like this, he looked uncivilized and brutish, all chiseled planes and angles, muscle moving smoothly under inked skin. Scary but beautiful. His eyes gleamed with fiendish intensity as he grabbed her thighs and dragged her closer, until her ass was at the very edge of the rock. She spread her legs wider, inviting him to take her. Instead he stopped, admiring her, catching her chin in one of his hands when she tried to turn shyly away.
“Look at me.”
She did, even though the full force of the appreciation in his eyes was hard to handle. It made her feel shy. She wanted to tell him he was wrong—that she wasn’t as pretty as he seemed to think she was, but she let him lie to himself.
Ever so slowly, he pushed his thick cock into her pussy, staring into her eyes as her body eagerly accepted his. Pleasure blurred her vision, and her body grew more impatient and desperate with every gradual inch he gave her. Sweat prickled and broke out along her skin, and a shiver ran the length of her side and neck, then crept over her cheek to her hairline.
When his hips were pressed into her thighs, and his cock had filled her entirely, she fought to process how good it felt to finally have what she needed, and enjoy the anticipation of what he’d do next. Her vision began to clear, only to show him watching her face with a fierce, tender possessiveness. She should have stopped him then, but she wanted all of it. Just for this moment. She wanted to feel like they could have a future together, at least beyond today.
Why did he
have to be all wrong and yet so perfect?
He lowered himself over her, so close now she thought he’d kiss her, but he only watched her as his hips began to rock gently against her so slowly that she struggled beneath him. He caught her wrists and held them, one-handed, over her head, supporting his weight with his forearm. She shoved her heels against the side of the rock, thrusting to meet him, forcing him deeper, harder, faster. He pinned her down with his hips, his cock so deep it made her choke on her breath. Her eyes rolled back, fell closed.
“Look at me,” he growled, insistently.
But her eyelids didn’t want to cooperate.
“Look at me or I’ll pull out.”
No!
She forced her lids open, struggling to focus on his face as her pussy quivered and twitched, threatening monumental orgasm.
“But I’m trying not to come.” She whimpered.
His body cautiously stroked into hers, barely moving, as though he were afraid of hurting her.
He groaned. “Shh. Me too, princess.” His lips came down on hers and he kissed her for a long while, his cock pulsing inside her, his every breath labored.
Unable to stop it, her pussy spasmed around him, but the orgasm had been ruined. She cried out in frustration, the thin wail pathetic, but she couldn’t help it. She wanted to come so bad.
Jaw clenched against the onslaught of her body’s reactions, Luke was back in control.
“That was close, you little monster.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose!” she objected, far too aware of how perfectly they fit together, and afraid he’d pull out and punish her again.
He pushed in harder, giving her just a little more cock than her body could comfortably take. She whimpered and he pulled out slightly, then he bit her lip just hard enough to hurt.
“My balls are so fucking blue right now.”
