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“Your ass sore?” Skylar asks as he spreads my cheeks to look.
The skin there throbs, my holeissufficiently sore, but I’m not complaining. And there’s no way I’m showing him anything more. I’ve already shown him too much.
A small shrug lifts my shoulders. “I barely felt it.”
He huffs out a laugh as he stands up, his cock dragging across my crack as he goes.
Oh hell. Ohfuck.
I saw that monster of an erection earlier, feeling slightly smug that he was turned on by laying his hands on me. And even now that big dick is still hard. It means he’s attracted to me in some small way, despite who I am, despite what I may look like…he likes what he sees.
“You’re tempted aren’t you?” I whisper and Skylar’s hands tighten on my waist, his dick still sandwiched between my cheeks. I wiggle back slightly, hearing him hiss as I do.
“Stop it.”
“I wouldn’t let you fuck me anyways,” I manage to say, arching back into him, jacking off his dick slowly with my ass. He doesn’t move away, just lets me do it. And with each cant of my hips, power surges through me, the synapses in my brain firing as I work him closer and closer to the edge.
“I don’t want to fuck you,” he mutters. “Not even a little bit.”
“Yes, you do,” I say as I stand on my tiptoes, dragging that hot length up and down me, feeling the tip of him slide over my hole.
“Iwon’tbe fucking you,” he says, even as his own hips start rocking back and forth, joining me in getting himself off.
“I know youwon’t. You’ll justpretendyou are, like you’re doing now.”
Skylar’s fingers dig into me so hard that I know I’ll have bruises there tomorrow. I hate that I’ll stare down at them and remember how this felt. That as soon as they fade, so will he and the memory of this.
Over the spray of the water washing down on both of us, I can hear his breathing grow more labored, can feel his body growing closer and closer to the edge. And it’s all because of me.
It has never been just me.
“Say my name when you come,” I blurt, needing him to acknowledge that it’s me he’s fucking himself against. No one else.
He doesn’t even hesitate, just leans down, his body bowed, his lips right next to my ear, his cock now sliding between my wet thighs.
“You want me to come with your name on my lips? Do you think I’m thinking of someone else when I’m in here with you?”
His hand reaches around and grabs on to my hard dick, tugging at it in time with each of his thrusts forward.
“I don’t care who you think about.”
“You care, you just can’t admit it,” he mutters and then gasps as his hard shaft drags across my balls.
“I know who I’m with…Diablo,” he says, biting down on my earlobe and making me groan, the razor-sharp butterflies in my stomach spreading their wings and taking flight, cutting me wide open each time he says my name. “Diablo. Diablo.”
It’s too much, I feel too raw. No one has ever done this to me, has made me feel like this.
“Stop,” I cry. “Stop.”
But he doesn’t, he just thrusts against me harder, my name leaving his lips with each movement forward, and I’m splayed wide open, just like my hands pressed out before me. Open andseen.
Suddenly, I feel him jerk, my eyes watching his cum spray across the shower wall. There’s so much of it and it goes on forever. If he fucks me, I’m going to be stuffed full, leaking for hours after. Just the thought of it makes my cock twitch in excitement.
We want this. I won’t ask for it—I would never—but if he takes it, I’ll let him. And he’ll have to take it because I won’t give it up.
Not after this.
“Goddamn you, you little shit,” Skylar hisses as he slumps against me, holding me to his chest. And I let myself be cradled in his arms. It’s emasculating and scary, but for some reason, I can’t move. I don’t want to move.
