Page 52 of Prisoner


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Suddenly, King’s lips fall away from mine and he slams me back down to my feet, only just catching myself before I fall. He shrugs out of his blazer faster than lightning, then reaches behind him and pulls out a sharp blade from his belt. In one swift motion, never breaking his eyes away from me, he tears my T-shirt over my head, pulls down my shorts, and cuts through my underwear with his knife so I’m completely bare to him.

Then he’s down on his knees, tossing the knife aside and devouring my pussy before I can even think straight.

“Oh fuck,” I whimper as his tongue caresses my clit. King lifts my left leg and rests it over his shoulder, giving him more access, and without a moment of hesitation, he slides two fingers into me expertly, curling them and hitting that spot with such skill, I see stars.

My mind struggles to comprehend what’s happening. The remnants of my dream are floating around my head, reminding me of how young we were but how I thought he was it for me. Then he abandoned me, and years later I found myself in his clutches again, like time hadn’t gotten in the way.

I grab fistfuls of his hair, watching his face buried between my thighs and feeling his fingers expertly move around my walls.

His tongue teases my clit and the pressure building from his fingers is overpowering and my knees begin to buckle.

“King, I’m gonna come,” I breathe out.

Just as my orgasm crests, King pulls his fingers out and replaces them with his tongue, flicking my clit instead with his thumb, and I lose complete control. King swallows my orgasm, licking up every inch of me as his tongue devours my pussy.

A breathless moment later, King slides his tongue out and up my slit, and my clit twitches, sensitive after the orgasm I just had. He licks up my body, past my navel, over each nipple, suckling my neck before kissing me, sharing my taste with me, and he moans in my mouth as I take it all.

My hands find some strength and I rub over his dick. Grabbing his belt buckle, I undo it with shaky fingers. I finally get it free, yank down his slacks, and hold him tightly in my hand, sizing him up and marvelling at how my small hand has so much space to play.

I stroke up and down his dick, rolling my thumb over the tip and wiping at the bead of pre-cum leaking out the top. I bring my thumb up to my mouth, rubbing it over my lips, and taste his arousal. It’s the final straw.

King hikes up my left leg to his hip and holds it there under my thigh, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure. He grabs hold of his dick and lines it up to my entrance before cursing.

“Fuck, let me get a condom.”

“No,” I almost shout, grabbing his dick and lining it back up to me. “I want you. No barriers between us.”

He looks at me and I smile.

“I’m good,” I reassure him, and it’s enough for him.

He pushes up into me and my back slams against the wall. He stretches me wide, and I scream in pain and pleasure, trying to adjust to the feeling. It’s only my second time and I wasn’t prepared. But King draws in and out slowly, letting me get accustomed to his size, when his fingers find my clit.

His thrusts get harder and deeper with each flick of my clit, and I grind with him, taking him deeper.

He removes his fingers, then whispers, “Touch yourself.”

My hand replaces his, rubbing circles against my clit. With one hand still supporting my thigh, King brings his other hand up to my neck, forcing my head back up against the wall.

This is a position we’ve been in many times and it feels right. It feels likeus. His hand fits perfectly on my throat, and his fingers fit like a glove as they wrap right around, able to crush and cut off my air supply at any second.

My breathing becomes more rapid as I struggle for breath and my moans turn to screams as he fucks me hard. With each thrust, my body slams up against the wall and his dick hits that spot deep inside.

Another orgasm is threatening as my fingers move faster on my clit to match his pace.

“Let that pretty tight pussy come all over my dick, sweetheart,” King rasps and I lose it again. My second orgasm bursts through every cell in my body, having complete control over all of my senses.

King grunts and curses, and I faintly hear him moan, “Finally,”as he releases his load inside me, filling me up with every last drop, never faltering his pace until he’s completely emptied himself inside me. He stills and we freeze for a moment in time, his dick twitching deep inside my core, his hand still wrapped firmly around my throat.

Our breathing slows whilst we take in what just happened and I stare at this man King has become.

He’s no longer that boy from the waterfall, but he’s neither the man who made me his prisoner. Somewhere in between all of that is the real King and fuck knows what journey I’ll end up on to find him.

23

THEO

Not two minutes later,I’m back on my bare ass on the floor, watching King’s retreating back as he leaves me again. He doesn’t look back as he turns out of the cell, leaving the door wide-open.

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