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Her tears had turned me on. Made me reckless and stupid.
Now, I was the one who had hot wetness dripping from their eyes. Of course, I wasn’t crying, but the feeling was so intense my throat was tight, and my eyes were burning in sympathy, no doubt, because my ass felt like it had been set on fire. Now, I was afraid, in pain, jealous and angry, and turned on. I wasn’t sure how to sort out all those feelings, so I fell into her gaze, my dick hard as hell, my brain begging silently for this to be over.
“Such a good boy.” Loïc’s voice reminded me Tarryn and I weren’t alone in the room—that this wasn’t some random pain I had to bear, but a sexual act I was submitting to.
I was gasping, my mouth open, probably even drooling. My eyes couldn’t focus anymore, and I shuddered at the feel of him inching deeper inside me, hot and achingly painful. So full.
If I asked him to stop, would he? I wasn’t so sure.
When he was balls deep inside me, he covered me with his body, holding still and letting me adjust. He bit the back of my neck, and I clenched around him. We groaned for two different reasons.
He flexed his hips slowly, crooning to me. I made the most ungodly, un-dominant noise that had ever left my throat. I gritted my teeth, and his breath was hot against the side of my face, curling intimately around my ear.
“Fuck, you feel so good clenched around my cock. I’m so proud of you for taking all of me.”
My cock bobbed in response. I startled as he wrapped his hand firmly around my dick, then immediately regretted it when I became even more aware of his presence inside me—his dominance over my body.
“How often do you fantasize about being fucked by a man?”
What? Never. Of course, I didn’t!
I shook my head, silently denying his words. He started to move his hand on my cock, his hips following the tempo. It was perfectly awful, and awfully perfect, and I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do other than try not to beg for mercy.
The helpless sobs parting my lips embarrassed the hell out of me, but the sensation was so overwhelming I couldn’t make myself stop. My knees shook even though they weren’t supporting the weight of my body.
He cupped the back of my head with his big hand, comforting me as though I were an anxious pet. My face felt hot and red, and tears pricked my eyes as they plopped to the coverlet.
“That’s right. You know who you belong to now, don’t you?”
I could barely understand what he was saying, and the hand stroking my hair moved down to collar the back of my neck. My cock twitched in his other hand, and he chuckled, thrusting harder, stealing my breath. “I’m your first. You’re never going to forget me.”
I whimpered an answer but wasn’t sure what I’d said after the words had left my mouth. They probably hadn’t made sense.
“Yes, we’re both going to remember this.” He said it as though it was romantic rather than traumatic, but the longer it went on, the more I was having to force myself to focus on how terrible it was. It was mind-blowing, but he was being more careful with me than I probably had been with my wife the first few times.
Tarryn left us for a moment, and I reached for her with anxious, ineffectual hands. She came back with the bottle of lube I’d brought for her.
Loïc sighed. “I guess I could add some lube. You’ve been a very good boy for me. You deserve it.”
The lube bottle wheezed, and he withdrew for a moment then shoved back in, the silky glide paired with his thick length feeling dangerously close to orgasmic. I had the momentary notion that if I opened my mouth Tarryn would be able to see the tip of his cock at the back of my throat. Leave it to me to get seduced by a man with such a big dick. He had no business being anyone’s first for anything.
He groaned, then picked up the pace, drilling into me. My hips were bruising against the wooden footboard, but I arched back to meet him, ashamed of myself but unable to help it.
“So good at taking my cock.” He leaned over me again and brushed his lips against the back of my ear, making me shudder as he triggered the bundle of nerves there. “Such an eager boy.”
His cock gave me no mercy, and I sobbed into the bedspread, while my wife made sympathetic sounds and stroked my hair.
I bit my lips together, trying not to loose a high-pitched squeal—trying not to let myself come. I was so close, and had been on the edge for what felt like hours. He knew damn well how to jerk a guy off and keep him painfully close to the edge without letting him go over. I was desperate for relief. My balls felt too tight, like they may burst, but I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of me getting off from this.
From the moment we’d laid eyes on Loïc, it was like every choice had been stripped from me.
“I want to feel you come,” he murmured, his voice seductive.
He angled his hips differently, and I gasped, feeling like I might swallow my tongue.
“Come for me, Valor.” His hand on my cock wasn’t stopping this time.
I tried to breathe through it. I didn’t want to come. Not like this. “No!”
