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“Look at how wet your pretty pussy is for me.” The sounds as he slid in and out of me told meexactlyhow wet I was - how much I wantedthis- wantedhim. “This pussy issotight, but you know what? As far as everyone here is concerned, you and I are now an item, which means for as long we’re here under The Society’s watch, I’ll be burying my cock into you every night.”
I whimpered, not fully hating the sound of that, even though I knew I should have.
“Look at how you’re taking me - look at how your pussy wants me. You’re gushing for me.”
The feminist in me was annoyed - outraged, even, and yet every dirty word spoken only made me wetter - made me want him more. He sped up his pace, retreating only to slam back into me, and with each thrust, the very act ofbreathingbecame a little bit harder. I moaned and gasped, unable to form any words except the simple sounds of my pleasure. I watched him - watched the strain on his forehead and the way his expression was coiled tight with pleasure. I knew he was close, but then, as impossible as it seemed, so was I. His thumb pressed against my clit, and my hips jerked of their own accord, my nub over sensitized from when he sucked on me earlier, but he didn’t falter, instead, he moved his thumb in a circular motion until my legs shook from the buildup.
“I’m going to come.” It was the only warning he gave me as his thrusts became erratic, the press of his thumb more urgent, and suddenly I was right there with him, scratching and screaming incoherent things becausethiswas what I had been missing -thislevel of connection - pleasure - understanding - compatibility. Because it was as if, in these sordid moments, I belonged.
Chapter Fourteen : A Day of Reprieve
Mack
Iawokebeforeshedid, tangled in my sheets that smelled like her. We had lain in bed, sweaty and spent, simply taking one another in, but it didn’t take long for my cock to wake up again as my gaze ate up the miles of smooth skin she inadvertently had on display. She noticed -of courseshe noticed, and without missing a beat, she slid her thigh over me, straddling me until my cock was inches from her heat.
Her hand shot forwards, her palm turned upwards as if she were gesturing for something, but I couldn’t think about what she wanted - not when she sat there looking down at me, her breasts flushed, her nipples hard. Her wetness grazed my cock, and it took all my willpower to not simply thrust up and sheath myself inside of her.
“Condom.” She choked the word out, telling me she was just as on edge as I was.
It had been like that for most of the night, we dozed and fucked and then dozed again. It was as if she wanted to experienceeverythingin one night, and while I didn’t have a problem with that, she needed to know that I would keep to my promise - I would beinsideher every fucking opportunity I had.
I didn’t know who she truly was, but in a weird way it worked in my favor because she wasn’t looking for a husband - didn’t want to participate in The Society’s breeding program simply because theydictated.It worked perfectly because with Marissa on my arm, I wouldn’t be deemed ‘single’ - neither by The Society, nor by the women here panting after a partnership.
But still, we needed to talk - I needed to know that we were still on the same page. I knew how chicks got, and the last thing I needed was for Marissa to become clingy - needy - possessive because at the end of this summer, I had no doubt that we’d be splitting our separate ways.
I rolled over to look at her. Her breathing was deep and even, the hint of a nipple peeking over the sheet that she had wrapped around her, and even in sleep, her hair seemed to frame her face angelically. She was beautiful, and suddenly I was accosted by a string of images of all the things we did the night before - how she looked on top of me - how I eventually convinced her to sit on my face, albeit there wasn’t a lot of convincing involved - how she was so damn responsive to everything I did. Yeah, if shit worked out for me, this was going to be one glorious summer, even if I was under the Society’s roof.
The sun was so bright that it shone through the blinds, telling me that it was far later than I had anticipated, and yet I couldn’t bring myself to care. I brushed my hand against her jaw, reveling in the softness of her skin.
“Five more minutes.” Her grumbled protest made me smile, and something tugged low in my chest, making mewantto give her those five minutes.
I did wear her out last night. The reminder only added to this feeling of euphoria.
“It’sSaturday,” I remind her, watching as a frown marred her otherwise perfect skin, “we should grab breakfast and go to the pool or something.”
“Exactly,” she huffs in annoyance, refusing to crack even one lid open, and something about this bitchy girl made me giddy - because, fuck, if I didn’t find her attitude a turn on. “It’sSaturday, which means we can actuallysleep in.”
It was a foreign concept to me because no matter how late we ended jobs or what happened the night before, Ma always had breakfast ready by eight, and if we weren’t there for it, then we’d have Pops to contend with.
“Nah,” this time I allowed my lips to ghost across her skin, offering light kisses on her forehead and eyelids. “Everyone saw us leave together at the bar last night - we need to make an appearance today.”
It was a shitty thing to say, and I knew the moment I spoke those words, the spell that seemed to have been cast over us would be broken, but it couldn’t be helped - it was said as much to remind me as well as her. Because she was working her own agenda and so was I, and while the sex was honest-to-Godmind blowing, we both knew that this would never be somethingmore.
That’s all it took for her lids to flutter open, ensuring that reality crashed into ushard.
Good, I couldn’t afford to get caught up in fairytales - in the fantasy that this wasreal.
Her blue eyes looked straight into mine, the remnants of sleep and desire still swirling within, and looking into her gaze like that made me want to roll on top of her and slide into her all over again.
At this rate, I’d need to buy more condoms.
She rolled away from me as if she could seeexactlywhat I was thinking and knew that we didn’t have time forthat.
I watched as she rolled her body into an upright position, her ass was pure perfection, but as the morning light streamed in, I noticed the scars I had seen on her body the night before - shiny little patches of skin that seemed to be spread sporadically across her body, speaking of a life thatwasn’tSociety driven.
On some, those scars might take away from the beauty - mar the features, but on Marissa, it seemed to only add to her appeal.
“Who are you?” I hadn’t even realized I had spoken until her eyes flitted over her shoulder, her naked breast swaying slightly at the movement.
