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The bed sinks behind me.
My breaths come out choppy and uneven, and I wiggle my ass at him, uncaring how needy I look right now. He’s not touching me, and I can’t fucking stand it. Everything hurts—burns—and it’s so loud, all so much, without him.
I squeeze my eyes shut, my body trembling, tears clinging to my lashes and streaking my cheeks.
Nolan kneels behind me, and drags a finger down my crack, pulling a thick, choked moan from my throat.
My underwear hangs in tatters around my thighs, but rather than rip them the rest of the way off, Nolan just skims his fingers between my legs, creeping them under the fabric to run the calloused pads over my balls.
A whine leaves my lips. “Please.”
The word sounds so foreign to my ears. It might as well be in another language.
Groaning, he slides his hand to where my cock lays trapped. He squeezes me, stroking, sliding the cotton up and down over my shaft.
“Spread your cheeks for me, sweetheart.” Despite the roughness in his touch, his voice is soft. Thick. On the verge of breaking.
Doing as he says, I let my chest and face fall to the bed. I reach behind myself, holding myself apart, baring my hole to him.
“That’s it,” he murmurs. “So pretty and needy for me.” Bending down, he runs his nose down my crack, inhaling.
I squeeze my eyes shut, fighting a shudder.
“Hold ‘em, baby,” he murmurs against my hole, before giving it a little lick.
Choked moans pour from my lips and I shake my head, rubbing my cheek into the bedding. It’s too much. It’s all too much.
But he doesn’t stop.
He doesn’t take mercy on me.
He eats at me until I’m a boneless, quivering mess, pleading with him to fill me. Fuck me. Hurt me. Destroy me.
I’m not me anymore.
I’mhis.
Nolan tightens his fingers around the base of my cock, just as he pushes his tongue at my entrance. The muscle softens, giving, caving around the tip.
Oh fuck.
“Nolan!” I shout. Tears spill from my eyes and I shake, biting and sucking at the sheets as he fucks my hole with shallow thrusts of his tongue.
Humming against my skin, he eases out, and spits right at my hole. His tongue’s then replaced with two thick fingers, circling my entrance.
“Yesssss,”I hiss, panting through my nose. I suck the sheet, wishing it was his skin—his cock—my neck tendons straining, eyes rolled back as he nudges a finger inside me, quickly followed by a second.
It stings, the pressure borderline unbearable, but I push back, bearing down, chasing the fullness only he can give me.
“Fuck, sweetheart. Easy,” he murmurs, holding me by the waist to keep me from fucking myself on his fingers. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
But you are, you are, don’t you see? You’re killing me.
“More, Nolan. More,please,”I babble incoherently, mouth smushed into the bed.
“Shh, shh, I know,” he says quietly, his voice raspy. He adds a third finger, working me open. “Almost there.”
Whimpering, I shake my head.
