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“Tell me,” I say, my voice coming out pleading, “Just tell me what you want.”
“You want me to tell you how I’m going to fuck you?” His hand goes back to my throat as his other splays over my flat lower stomach, his fingers brushing against the top of my pussy.
“Y-yes.”
His pleased growl thunders in his chest and he presses down on my stomach so my ass grinds against his hips behind me.
I can feel the smooth fabric of his pants, the rough metal of his zipper, and the hard imprint of his cock. He angles his hips up and down, rubbing himself slowly against my ass.
“I’ll start by grabbing your hip like I am now. My grip will probably bruise and it’ll definitely be too rough, but that’ll be your fault. You’ve teased and tormented me but you haven’t let me touch you. When you finally break up with this asshole, you’ll unleash an animal you won’t be able to hide from. You’ll take it like the good girl I know you can be, and you'll enjoy it.”
My legs start to shake and I find myself rocking into him.
“Next, I’ll trace my hand up your waist to just under the swell of your tits. I’ll feel how hard your heart beats for me. How it goes wild for me even though I’ll have barely touched you yet. I’ll cup your tits, pinch your nipples and bite them hard enough to break your skin to punish you for the hell you’ve put me through.”
“I’ll continue up until I wrap my fist around this delicate throat like I am now.” He taps his fingers against the top of my pussy. “My other hand will have snuck down to the hem of your shorts or jeans, playing with the button to get them open and then yanking them down in one rough go.”
He continues rubbing his massive length against my ass, between the grooves of my cheeks, clutching me desperately against him. My breaths come out in short little puffs as I fight the blinding lust that comes with his thrusts.
I avert my gaze, trying not to look at Carter, but Rhys grabs my jaw and turns me back towards him.
“Don’t look away when I tell you how I’m going to take you from him.” He pants against my ear, picking up the rhythm of his thrusts against me.
‘“I just know your sweet little pussy is going to kill me. I’ll drop to my knees in front of it, still covered in your panties. I’ll rip those off and smell them, my first smell of you after all this time. Then I’ll throw your leg over my shoulder, squeeze your throat and lick your pussy until you come on my face. But not before I play with you a bit, making you suffer like you’ve made me for weeks.”
“I’ll trace every contour of your dripping cunt with my tongue again and just when you’re about to tumble over the edge a second time, I’ll bite your swollen clit and shove two fingers in your pussy. You’ll mewl and squeal and try to fight me off, to escape the pleasure that’s so intense it’s almost painful, but I’ll keep you pinned to the spot with my hold on your throat.”
“Fuck, I’m going to make myself come just thinking about it.” He says, pausing as he digs his fingers deeper into my flesh to help restrain himself.
I roll my ass tentatively back against him and he curses savagely behind me.
His hand leaves my stomach and comes down to slap the side of my ass. I jump forward with a startled cry but Rhys’ hand keeps me in place.
“Bad girl.” He says, spanking me again.
Fuck, the things those words do to me.
Carter moans and turns his head towards us and I freeze on the spot. I can’t imagine how he’ll react if he wakes up right now to find his girlfriend getting dry humped by another man as he squeezes her throat and slaps her ass.
The shame burns hot but is no match for the raging lust that snuffs it out.
I can’t stop myself.
Thankfully, he doesn’t wake up, much to Rhys’ dismay.
“Looks like he’s still asleep. Too bad,” He purrs against my ear, “If it was up to me, he’d open his eyes and see you with the man you actually belong to.”
His hand snakes down and smacks my clit over my evening gown, making me cry out sharply. It’s so swollen and sensitive, one more touch will likely break me.
He buries his face in my hair and speaks through gritted teeth against the strands. “Once you’ve come all over my face and my fingers, I’ll push you to your knees and shove my cock so far down your throat, you’ll feel me for days. I’ll fuck that mouth and that pussy until you have no choice but to finally scream my name.”
His pace is frantic against my ass as he says the words “my name” repeatedly against my hair, almost like a chant.
I can feel him on the verge of coming and I want to be the one to make him lose control.
I reach a hand back and grip his ass, digging my manicured nails into his flesh and pressing his hips further against me until his cock is splitting my cheeks.
He stills with a hissed “fuck” and his every muscle tenses as his climax hits him and he comes. His hips continue moving in tandem with his orgasm as he rides the intense wave, angling my face towards him as he does so.
