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“You’re afraid,” I say.
“Of course.”
“What of?”
She shakes her head slowly. “What do you think?”
“Of being hurt. I’m afraid too.”
“Yeah, right. Don’t you switch off your feelings at will like some robot?”
My fingers thread into the hair at the side of her head, tightening.
“Seeing as I’ve felt like every part of me has been hijacked since I left you of late, apparently not.”
“Fine,” she decides. “One month. But I’m not doing it foroneday longer. Not one. If after a month, one of us still doesn’t want an actual grown-up relationship, then we walk away. For good. No friendship. No unexpected visits. No fuck buddy bullshit. Just… goodbye.”
Her voice is almost breathless as she says words.
“One month,” I respond, wondering what kind of alchemy it will take for me to let this strange creature go and never look back. Maybe this month will do it… I certainly intend to try.
“And I have another condition,” she blurts out, her fingertips digging into my chest.
“Go ahead.”
She shifts, tilting her pelvis a little, reaching down between us to grab my cock, angling it and using it to stroke her pussy. Wet. Very wet.
“Careful, Indigo.”
“My condition is… I expect you to fuck me very competently... in every way possible.” She slides down a little and the dome of my cock finds the silken entrance to her, forcing me to hiss in order to relieve some of the temptation of her very tender little pussy. “Every room, every angle, every position. I want you to erase everything I've ever felt before.”
Her words make me freeze. It’s not the first time she’s said something like that. The question is why. I asked her if her ex had hurt her in that way. She told me no, yet every time she says those words, my heart sinks to the floor as violent urges surge inside me.
“What do you mean,Erase?”
She moans as she presses down on her cock. “I mean… I want to only feel you at the end of it. Even if it only lasts a month. I want you to fuck me in a way which will cleanse me of everything that’s come before you.”
“Indie, I need to know—”
“That’s all I want to say about it,” she interrupts, her expression resolute despite the pain painted across her eyes.
Her rabid respiration has me wanting to ask questions I fear the answer to because it may require me to consider murder as the only way I can tolerate it.
“Ow,” she moans as my cock penetrates the first inch of her.
I grab her torso, pulling her off me.
“Hey,” she gripes and I resist the urge to ask the questions I want to, for I know what it’s like to feel safe for as long as you never tell a soul what has happened.
“I can’t fuck you as hard as I like if you’re sore. You’ll be waiting a few more hours. As for your little request, I can confirm with utmost certainty that you will be fucked day and night in ways you can’t yet conceive of.”
“Good.”
Her eyes dance with mine, flickers of light gleaming as she dares me to resist climbing onto that tight naked body of hers and push my hard cock deep inside her once again in an effort to allay both of our concerns.
We don’t speak for a while, her face impossible to look away from.
“What?” I ask to some glint of curiosity in her eyes.
