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He knocks my bag out of my hand, and I hear my pens clatter to the floor.
Shoving me against the wall, he starts kneading my breasts hard in his large hands. He then moves from my lips to nibble on my neck. That’s going to leave a mark on my already pale skin.
“I’m clean,” he mutters in my ear. At first, my mind is so rattled from the reckless pleasure sweeping through my body that I don’t follow what he means. Then I do. “Are you clean?”
“Yes. I’m clean.” When you aren’t sexually active, you don’t have to worry about that. I’m on the pill for my skin. It came in handy when I started having sex two years ago.
Things ended with Josh, my last boyfriend, when he moved to Europe, which I knew was going to happen. Maybe that’s why I was so comfortable with him. I knew we weren’t going to last.
Chad bites my earlobe, bringing me back to my present nerves. He lifts my skirt and cups my sex, flicking his fingers back and forth over my swollen clit.
“Did you take your pill like I told you to?”
“Yes.” The moan in my voice is evident. It speaks of my pleasure and need for all he’s doing to me.
He gives me more, and God, that feels so good.
Moving aside my panties, he pushes two fingers into my pussy and I gasp, trying desperately to catch my breath.
With his fingers deep inside me, he starts a slow, steady pump that makes my head spin. I grab onto his shirt, then his shoulder so I don’t fall off the face of the earth.
“You like that, Billie?”
I should say no. I remind myself that I shouldn’t like anything, and nothing we do is real. It’s just a thing to pass the time, but the asshole starts pumping harder while stroking my clit at the same time.
“Stop trying to resist,” he taunts and then says something in Russian that sounds sexy as hell.
I don’t know what in the world he said, but the sound of him speaking in that accent sends a jolt of pleasure to my core. He notices the effect straightaway and continues speaking in Russian.
“What are you saying?” I’m desperate to know.
“Are you sure a good girl like you wants to know what’s on my dirty fucked-up mind?” He gives me a mocking smirk.
“Yes,” I hear myself say as he continues his pumps.
“Dirty girl. I said I’m going to fuck you raw and hard. I’m going to fuck you bareback, and when I finish with you, you won’t know what the hell hit you. You’ll beg me to fuck you over and over again, and you won’t be able to get enough of me.”
Oh my God, I come straight away on his fingers.
As my juices flow, he laughs with pure male satisfaction while I come apart.
He surprises me further by crouching down and moving my skirt up to my hips so he can drink me.
His tongue in my pussy, lapping up my arousal, claims my mind and everything I told myself I shouldn’t do fades.
When he’s done, he stands again and tweaks my nipples.
“Take your clothes off but leave the skirt on.” His voice is gruff and commanding.
It speaks directly to the inner part of me that craves what’s coming next. It weakens me so that I don’t know what I want and what I should do.
It wouldn’t matter. He’s here to take and I’m here to give my body to him.
“Do it, now.” He raises his voice. “Don’t keep me waiting.”
Quickly I pull off my top and undo my bra. I take off my panties and as soon as I put my clothes to the side, he reaches for me again and turns me to face the wall.
My fingers graze the rough concrete as I press my palms to the gritty surface.
