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As he continues to kiss my pussy, he begins to finger me the way he had been before. I didn’t know how much I loved this until now, and I wish I could live in this moment for hours and hours until I collapsed from exhaustion. Maybe I can someday if I ask really nicely.
My moans grow closer together and higher-pitched, and I can tell that Saint is enjoying every second of it. He loves having this power over me, making me his, knowing I’d never stray from him if he can make me feel this incredible.
I’m getting closer now, and I know it’s only a matter of time before I’m unable to hold back at all. The warmth between my legs is spreading outward, reaching up into my belly as my brain prepares to release a wave of chemicals that will send me into space until I crash right back down, begging for more.
He begins sucking on my clit as he fingers me, and the added stimulation has me nearly crying from a combined mix of pleasure and helplessness. He’s very skilled at this, and I’d be curious to see how quickly he could make me cum if he really wanted to.
“Are you going to cum for me?” he asks, practically taunting me.
“Yes,” I whisper, unable to find the self-control to even speak with my full voice. “I’m so fucking close.”
There are hardly five seconds between my comment and the moment I feel myself losing the battle between my body and my mind. I’m thrown into the depths of my soul and back as a tidal wave of pleasure washes over me. Saint continues to eat my pussy and finger me, heightening the intensity until I’m practically blacking out. I’ve never blacked out from an orgasm before, and it takes me a minute to realize that I’m not having a stroke.
I can’t even catch my breath in time before he’s taking his pants off, climbing back on top of me and sliding his cock deep inside of me. My pussy continues to contract around him, lengthening my orgasm even longer as he begins to thrust.
He’s lying flat on top of me now, and I raise my legs and wrap them around him as I take in every inch of him. He’s so big that I can feel him hitting the very back of my vagina just like he was before, and I feel a sense of déjà vu from the first time.
My first orgasm had caused such a rush that my head is still spinning, my body nearly floating as he grabs ahold of me to fuck me harder. I wish I could know what he’s feeling, how the inside of my pussy feels after he’s made it so hot and wet. I’d love to know that he’s struggling not to cum in me, but with the self-control that he has, I bet I’ll be getting off again before he does.
Without warning, he picks me up from off the bed and repositions himself until I’m sitting on his lap, looking deep into his eyes before he begins to pound my pussy again. I don’t even get the chance to take control at all – he fucks me hard and deliberately in every position like he wants me to cum to death. At this rate, I wouldn’t be surprised if I was the first woman ever to die from how good sex feels.
For a moment, he decides to slow down until we’re almost completely still. I can feel his cock pulsing inside of me, throbbing steadily with the beat of his heart. He’s close, and he’s trying not to show it.
I decide that it’s my turn to torture him now, to make him feel as powerless as I had when he made me cum in his mouth. I lie him down with little resistance, grinding him slowly at first until I work my way up to a faster pace.
“Fuck, you’re going to get me off,” he says, tempting me to go even faster.
“Good.”
I ride him harder, pressing my hands into his chest just like I had in the woods. He’s trying to fight me, but eventually he loses the battle. He grabs my hips and takes over again, slamming his cock into me over and over until I can feel his semen filling me up.
He doesn’t toss me off him right away. He lies beneath me, staring up into my eyes with a depth that I’ve only seen in drunken lovers.
I lie on top of him, resting my head on the upper part of his chest as I listen to his heart pound beneath me. We remain still together in the darkness, in the silence of my bedroom as the wind blows around my house.
15
Saint
Iawaken in the middle of the night to the sound of an engine idling somewhere near Holly’s house. The vehicle isn’t loud, but it isn’t small either. It’s four in the morning, so I immediately suspect that the noise is coming from someone with ill intent. Her house is far enough up a hill to not absorb sounds from the houses around her, so the fact that this person is so close to her house in particular is concerning.
Holly is still sleeping like the dead, and I check on her briefly before I slip my pants back on and grab my pistol. Fortunately, I always have it on me for situations like this, though it’s bothered my other girlfriends in the past because it freaked them out. Holly had seen it before we went to sleep and didn’t say anything, so I’m hoping she knows I can protect her with it. I’d never bring it around her if she didn’t want me to.
The house is abnormally quiet, and the sound of the vehicle outside turns off as soon as I see headlights. So, not only is there a stranger in her driveway, they intend to be here. They’re not just taking an extra-long time turning around in the driveway. No reason to assume that they have good intentions, either. She had said that her parents and sister lived in the next state over.
Could this be the moment I find out that she has a boyfriend?
I walk along the wall with my pistol pointed at the door, careful not to make any sound as I slide over to the main window that overlooks the front yard. I see a figure get out of the vehicle, a large pickup truck now that I can see it.
As soon as I see the way they walk, I realize it’s Vadik.
How the hell did he find her address? She had nothing to do with what happened in the lumber yard. She was a bigger victim than I was, and I got shot in the arm. What could he possibly want with her?
It angers me that he’s so hell-bent on getting revenge on me that he’s involved someone that he doesn’t even know. It’s like he’s trying to get through every single person who’s had any contact with me in the last month until I beg him to stop. What does he even want at this point?
Now that I know who it is, I feel my blood begin to boil. I don’t know what his exact intentions are with her, but I know they’re evil. It wouldn’t even surprise me if he was going to kidnap her and demand that I pay him some ungodly amount of money in return for her life. He’s always been the vindictive, scorch-the-earth type of person. Since our business deal is over now, I’m sure he means to burn every bridge he has with my company.
To my surprise, he doesn’t even approach the front door at all. He immediately begins to slink around the side of the house, maybe looking for an alternate way in. I don’t know the layout of Holly’s house, and knowing her, she might be trusting enough to leave her back door open. When I think about it, he might have been planning this for long enough to scope out the layout of her house.
