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My hands creep to the lace of my panties again at the thought, eyes coming back up to his.
“I want that pain again,” I murmur, fingers inching to my clit. “You fucking me and me screaming for more of it.”
His face disappears into the gloom, as I back away from him to find my own space. I’m not using him for balance anymore. I am my own balance, my own storm. My shoulders roll, body straightening to prove my worth. “Can you do that for me, Gray? Ram yourself into me so hard I break?” My fingers delve further into me again, instantly igniting the spark still lingering.
A long moan falls from my lips, legs widening to let me rub harder, quicker. “I want your cock where my fingers are, my back on a wall and your weight all over me.” The pad of my finger grazes through me to touch that one part of me that no one has been inside. I smile and groan at the thought of it, memories coming of the things I asked him for on our first night together. “Do you remember what I said I wanted, Gray?” My breath hitches at the glorious buzz running over me, the desperate need burning. “Anal.”
I turn away from him and push my panties down, easing them slowly over my ass and bending to give him a full view of possibilities. “You could do that to me,” I murmur, running my hand between my legs to let a finger linger there. “You could do anything to me at all. What do you want to do to me?”
I hear the zipper on his pants lower, small movements making more sound.
“Back up to me,” he says. I do, trepidation making me stiffen a little. “You want it in your ass?” I nod into the air and come to stop somewhere near him. “Bend over again and put your fingers inside it. Stretch yourself. It hurts at first.” My ass tightens in response to that, shoulders going rigid.
A low chuckle sounds out of him, as I cautiously move my body downwards to do as I’m told. “You scared, Hannah?” No, not scared. I’m never scared with him.
I run a finger through myself again, picking up as much juice as I can to ease into the tight muscle. “Other hand inside you still,” he mutters.
The rim of muscles breaks at the same time as I slip three fingers inside my pussy. Pleasure floods me, heavenly feelings assaulting me because of the two sensations. I groan and push into my ass deeper, moving the knuckle around until I can feel my fingers working against each other.
“Oh god,” falls from my lips. It’s so strong. The feeling. It’s blinding and destructive, enough to make my clit spasm and my legs shake in my heels.
“Back up some more.”
I do, shakily, trying to keep my balance intact with each footstep. And then I’m pitched backwards and grabbed, harsh hands as possessive as they can be on my skin, and a pain assaults me like I’ve never felt before.
Chapter 16
Gray
The head of my dick throbs painfully, as I push her body downwards and forge inwards some more. She’s done well at teasing me, brought anger and need to the forefront of my thoughts. My palm runs up her spine and I unclip the bra to expose all that skin to me. She should tattoo it, have dark words written on pale skin to highlight her change. So soft and fragile. Not that she is anymore. Maybe she’s never been that, but she is small under my hands, and so will that ass be.
“Breathe,” I murmur at her.
She pants, as I move her further onto me. Hovers like a mouse on the edge of death. I can smell the air around us, the heat, the arousal coming from her cunt and my wants. Provocative knows no fucking bounds with her. She moans and shudders, her fingers beginning to move again as I grind the length of my dick into her slowly. It presses in harshly, as my other hand holds her hip where I want it so I can seat myself fully.
“Keep fucking yourself,” I mutter, pulling her back onto me.
She gasps at the sensation of me filling her, a pained grunt coming out of her as her hand stops. I push in deeper, keeping her perched so I can watch the veins and ridges disappearing inside her. “I want to feel your hand touching me. Run your fingers over me inside you.”
Slowly the hand starts moving again, delving in search of what I mean. The tips of her fingers run over the skin separating us, and that seems to cause a groan from her and momentum again. It’s enough for me to rut in a few times, buoyed by her seductions and teases. I pull her upright and lay her back to me, giving her the chance to do this herself, and take my hands out to the side of us.
“You fuck me. Ride it. And watch in front of you while you do.”
She moves and moans again, head slowly tipping up to look into the dark shadows around us. Skin emerges from the depths of it, two sculptured bodies twined together and kissing. One dark. One pale. Both muscled and lust filled because they’ve had to wait in their corner until asked to come out. Men fucking. She wanted that. She’s getting it.
I lean back and wait for her to move on me, giving her that power for now, and stare at her spine as it drops a few inches in front of me. More of me sinks inside her carefully, as her hand continues moving slowly. Another moan. A groan. A pained mewl, as she widens her legs around me to get comfortable. Her hand grips my thigh, balancing her, and she keeps watching on as the taller one of the two manoeuvres the other over a bench and pushes his fingers inside the guy.
I don’t watch them any more than that. I didn’t come to watch anything but her. Her back, her hips, her face. I tug on the end of her hair to remind her of fucking and then growl as the hand inside her comes out to balance on my other thigh. But she starts riding, finding her rhythm on me and churning me inside her. Seamless. Effortless. And fast. My eyes stay fixed on her form moving, squeezing, and fucking me. She’s owning it. Owning me with her mouth and her body and her attitude.
The whole damn thing makes me grunt at the feel of her coming, and move my hand to her cunt. Down, lower, through the wetness and inside. Her back goes rigid, the whole of her body trembling as she begins falling apart on me. Doesn’t stop me delving in deeper, though, feeling myself moving inside her ass.
I push her flatter once she’s done with that first one, flatter still until she’s tipping off my thighs and dropping to her hands and knees on the floor.
“Keep watching,” I mutter, moving her.
She does, head up and focused, regardless of the quiver I can still feel all over her. My belt comes out the loops, doubled over just as quick, and a sharp yelp comes from her as it lands hard on her ass.
One of the guys looks over and smiles at her before going back to his fucking. Another lands, and another, and another until she’s begging for less of it. Tough. She wanted me, pushed me, she can get all those things I’ve thought about and never achieved.
