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Real fear simmered deep inside my core. I knew that he’d made me come more than once before, but this time felt different.
This next orgasm was going to be a part of my punishment. I whimpered at the realization and then he fucked me with his fingers even more fiercely. I cried out. My orgasm rose unabated, and I shuddered. It was like waiting for a hurricane to hit knowing that there was nowhere to hide.
It started in the tips of my toes, rolling up through my legs. When it finally crept into my core, it billowed out and every muscle in my body went rigid.
I couldn’t escape his fingers on my clit. With almost rabid intensity, they glided over my clit and forced me over the precipice despite everything inside me fighting against it.
I screamed.
My body clenched tight, causing fierce volleys of agony to radiate around my asshole. He didn’t stop fucking my bottom. Somehow, it got faster and more painful and that made me come that much harder.
He’d been right.
Euphoria the likes of which I’d never known took hold of me. I arched my back, took his fingers deeper, riding his hand harder in the process. I screamed and moaned, writhing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into me.
There was no escaping even a second of powerful ecstasy like this. Delicious pain seared through me. I suffered through it as much as I enjoyed it.
I closed my eyes, trying to keep myself together. All of a sudden, a falling sensation hurtled through me, and I gasped, losing myself in the endless chasm of merciless passionate desire. There was no fighting it.
A single tear dripped down my cheek. Another followed.
I wasn’t sure why I was crying. All I knew was that it wasn’t from the pain, but maybe from the soul-shattering intensity of coming so hard in the first place.
His hands drew away as I started to sob. His arms were suddenly around me, cocooning me in their warmth and lifting me off the log. He sat down and gathered me in his lap. I curled into his chest, pressing my tear-streaked face into the crook of his neck. The warmth of his embrace surrounded me, letting me know that it was all over and that I was safe, if a bit sore.
My clit pounded hard at the thought.
“I’m sorry. Please forgive me,” I whispered, my voice hoarse.
“I forgave you the moment I woke up and found you gone,” he answered softly. The quiet rumble of his voice was comforting, and I curled up even closer against his chest. His arms squeezed tighter, and I sighed happily when his palm cupped the back of my head.
My heart throbbed with reluctant feeling.
I wrapped an arm around his neck, digging my fingers into his back unintentionally.
“I’m glad you came for me,” I whispered, feeling raw and vulnerable and open in a way I’d never felt with anyone before.
“I am too, my sweet girl,” he whispered back.
CHAPTER13
Ryker
I had known she would probably run. I’d seen it in her eyes the night before when I told her that she would be coming with me to my home rather than hers. Her shoulders had pulled back, practically bristling as she bit her tongue and pretended to go along with it. This morning, she’d thought she had slipped away with me completely unaware, but I’d sensed her movement the moment she’d gotten up.
I held her close, tracing my fingers up and down the length of her spine as she sat cuddled up in my lap. Back home, I hadn’t spent much time dating. I’d had a few short-term relationships in the past that had fizzled shortly after they began. I hadn’t felt anything for them like I felt for her.
Naomi was special.
She was the one.
I held her for as long as she needed. I knew she was probably struggling to accept what had just happened. She had never been punished like that in her life and still, she held onto me like she didn’t want to let go. To be honest, neither did I.
Eventually though, she did begin to stir. With eyes that were still a little bit glassy, she lifted her head and gazed up at me. Unable to resist, I leaned down and captured her lips with mine in a kiss. Tenderly, she kissed me back. Her arms curled a bit tighter around me and when we finally parted, I noticed a sweet wistful smile on her lips. I traced my thumb over her mouth, my own heart hammering in my chest.
She didn’t know it yet, but I was going to make her my bride.
I helped her to stand when she was ready. Without asking, I dressed her, starting with her panties and then her bra. I took my time, enjoying the process of dressing her as much I had stripping her. I could tell she was still a bit shaky from her punishment and her subsequent orgasms, so I had her sit back down on the tree trunk. Tentatively, she slid her fingers over the blanket.
