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“No,” Birgitta said, her whole body shaking. “No, you didn’t.”
“No,” Malik replied. “Now I get to have youmyway.”
He let go of her hair, dropping her head down to the bed, but Birgitta was too confused to stay down for long. She looked over her shoulder just in time to see Malik grabbing his cock and positioning it at her pussy.
“No,” Birgitta said. “No, you can’t. Notinside!”
Malik’s deep eyes met hers for a second, then a growl rumbled out of his mouth. He let go of his cock and instead turned his attention to her legs. He pushed her knees together on the mattress.
“Keep them like this,” he stated, before leaning down so he was eye-level with her pussy.
And then it happened. He leaned forward and put his mouth on her, down there. Birgitta cried out as she felt his tongue exploring her, lapping at her, tasting her juices. Birgitta could feel another orgasm coming.
Every part of her pussy was hot and sensitive, but that didn’t stop him. He shoved his tongue inside, all around, he didn’t care. He was devouring every inch of her that he could.
When he stood up again, he held his cock in his hands once more. Birgitta felt a shock of fear go through her. Was he eating her out just to shut her up?
“Not inside,” Birgitta repeated, her voice meek and soft this time.
She knew that, if he were to press inside of her, she wouldn’t stop him. It didn’t matter, either way. Malik didn’t go inside. Instead, he pushed his cock between her legs, allowing it to rub against her lower lips. With himself wedged in between her, he began to thrust.
Birgitta could feel the head slapping against her stomach, but she didn’t care. His hands cemented themselves on her hips, yanking her back and forth with his thrusts. He groaned and moaned as he felt her wetness grow. As he started thrusting harder he began slapping her ass.
Birgitta couldn’t stop herself from screaming. He was pushing against her clit, forcing his cock against it. It drove her crazy. She could feel the orgasm building but it wasn’t enough. She wanted his cock inside of her now. It was just a horrible tease, having it so close and yet so far from her pussy.
Before she could beg him to fuck her, before she had a chance to prop herself up and beg to be pounded, she felt his cock pulse between her legs.
He’s going to—was as far as the thought went.
Hot, sticky semen spurted out of his cock, smearing all between her lower lips as he continued to thrust, groaning and hissing through his teeth as he breathed.
Birgitta moaned herself, feeling his jizz all over her body. She wanted to lick it off her own body and his. She wanted it in her mouth, to taste it, to have a piece of him inside her.
Malik withdrew from her, a wet sucking sound emanating from between her legs. Birgitta stood up on her unsteady legs and looked down at herself. Her white shirt had been tucked into the waistband of her skirt, and now it was covered in sticky semen. She touched it with her fingers, unable to believe what had just happened between them, but Malik didn’t seem bothered.
The only thing he did was check his covers to make sure there was nothing on them before climbing back into bed. Birgitta was left standing in the middle of the room, a little confused. Malik rolled onto his side and then spoke softly to her.
“Go and clean yourself up,” he said. “You’re a mess.”
Chapter fourteen
Back against the wall
Birgittastumbledoutofthe spare bedroom in a daze. Her heavy, lumpy feet tripped over one another. Behind her, Malik was silent, not moving in the bed. As she gazed down at her body, she could feel his seed between her legs, running down her thighs. It was turning cold and the sticky feeling wasn’t pleasant. It made Birgitta feel cheap and used.
After all, wasn’t that exactly what Malik had done? He’d used her then tossed her aside, like a rag or a piece of soaked tissue. She thought being close to him would make her desire lessen, but now she wanted him even more. Having his cock shoved between her legs wasn’t enough—she wanted himinside.
The only thing she could do to distract herself was clean up the mess he’d made. She went into her bedroom and stood next to the end table, ripping tissues out of the box. With the hem of her skirt wedged under her chin, she looked down to her legs and wiped away his semen. The tissues came apart in her hands, leaving cum and tiny pieces of tissue up and down her legs and in her hands.
She dropped the wad of tissues into the bin beside the end table and let her skirt fall down over her legs. Cleaning up here wasn’t possible, she needed to go downstairs and wash properly. She spread her legs wide and waddled down into the bathroom, trying not to spread the mess farther.
With the tap running hot, Birgitta stood in front of the sink and began to wipe herself down. The water splashed against her cold thighs and dribbled down to her calves as she rubbed away the evidence of her betrayal.
Once she’d changed out of her overstretched skirt and semen-soaked underwear, she decided she should get out of the house. Having Malik there was a huge distraction. Even though she desperately wanted him, something was holding her back.
All her life she’d been programmed to be monogamous, be loving, be a good mother. All of those things had been ingrained into her from a young age. To be a decent person and not worry about her personal feelings. Years of burying everything so deep wasn’t healthy, and she knew being with Malik would finally make her happy.
She couldn’t commit to him yet. She hadn’t come to terms with everything. The reactions of her family and friends would no doubt be negative and she wasn’t ready to be shunned by the community.
