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“Fine,” he mutters but continues to impale me one slow centimeter at a time. It’s excruciating. And I can’t slam my hips back because he has a death grip on them, holding me firmly in place.
Why did I agree to this again?
Oh yeah, because I have deep-seated psychological issues, apparently.
When he finally sinks all the way to the hilt, I breathe out a sigh of relief, and Sem exhales sharply.
“See,” I pant, trying to sound smug but only end up sounding horny. “I win again.”
“You don’t win. Not yet.”
I wiggle my hips, and Sem hisses.
“Oh right. That’s because you need tofuckmeuntil you get off,” I say dryly. “Well, go on then. Do it. You still won’t win. I’ll take it like a champ like I always do.”
I glance over my shoulder and see Sem swallow, and then without moving his hands from my hips, I feel those thumbs move down, spreading my cheeks apart so he can watch as he pulls all the way out and sinksslowlyback in.
He does it a few more times until I’m literally sweating. It drips down the bridge of my nose onto the pillow. I never sweat during sex. I rarely sweat, period, but with Sem, things are annoyingly different.
“Oh, mother of god,” I hiss. “Will you just get on with it?”
I hate that I’m begging, but I cannot stand the torment of it. My cock is rock hard and weeping for release, and Sem is taking his goddamn time. He has no consideration for me and the agony I’m in at the moment.
“Don’t want to hurt you,” Sem mutters, and I growl.
“Justfuck meand get it over with. I still have stuff to do, and I’m tired. I have work tomorrow.”
It’s mostly a lie. I’m horny and want to come, and this lazy thing he’s doing with his cock is driving me insane.
“Fine,” he mutters and then slowly pulls out and then slams into me. His skin smacks against mine loudly as my entire body scoots up the bed. I lose the ability to breathe as he does it repeatedly until I have to grab onto my headboard for dear life as he pummels me. He’s grunting softly, and Ihatethat sound. Wish he’d just shut up.
“Shut up,” I murmur. “Shut your mouth.”
Sem probably doesn’t hear me because he doesn’t stop making those sounds. Instead, he does something I don’t expect. He digs those fingers into my hips and lifts me off my knees. I’m fully impaled on him now, my hands scrambling for purchase as he tilts his hips at just the right angle until he’s hittingthat spotinside. He doesn’t stop hitting it either.
I will not moan. I will not.Will not.
I stuff the pillow against my face to muffle my whimpers. I bite my cheeks so hard I taste blood, and then to my utter mortification, I feel myself nearing the edge, and there is nothing I can do to stop the freefall. My balls draw up, and no mental pep talk can curb the loud groan that spills out of my mouth as I come violently inside of my jockstrap.
And there’s no hiding what just happened because my ass clenches around him dramatically. Then a heavyfuuuuckexits his mouth as his entire body shakes with his own release.
Then there’s silence, except for our ragged breathing permeating the room, and I want to crawl inside a hole and die. I cannot believe I not only let him inside me again, but I found some kind of satisfaction from it. I need to see a therapist immediately.
“Put me down,” I hiss and feel Sem’s fingers release that tight grip he had on my hips.
My skin throbs where he was holding me, and I know I’ll have fingertip-shaped bruises there tomorrow. It does not turn me on. Not in the least.
“Get out of me,” I grunt, and slowly, Sem pulls out of my sore ass and I collapse onto the bed.
I refuse to move, to even look at him. But I hear him getting dressed, hear the condom being tossed into the trashcan.
“Guess you win this one,” Sem grumbles, and I squeeze my eyes shut, not wanting to even look at him as he ties his boots.
And then he stands and watches me for a moment, but I turn my face away and refuse to acknowledge him. Apparently, I’ve sunk to an all-time low. Is this my rock bottom? Is there rehab for this?
The snick of the apartment door closing has me opening my eyes and staring at the wall.
“That will not happen ever again,” I promise myself.
