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The muscle in my jaw feathers. He pinches my nipple once more and steps in close to me. His hand moves too fast to see as he slaps the skin of my ass, my thigh and the full part of my hips before returning his measured attention to my breasts. Is he planning on drawing this out all night long?
“Why don’t you tell me what you think I’ve done so I can just agree, and you can touch me where I want?” I plead breathlessly.
“Here?” He asks as one of his hands drops between us. Light like a feather, he brushes against my pussy. It’s a tickle more than a touch, but my head falls back anyway.
“Yes. Here.”
I’m soaking wet. I can feel it on the insides of my thighs and on the hood of his car where I’m perched.
“Say,please,” he mocks me, his tone growing darker by the second.
“Ple—” I can’t even get the word out before it’s twisted into a moan. The force of my sensation is almost enough to make me fall backward as I try to angle my hips up to give him better access. There was no preamble or warning before his middle two fingers pushed inside of me.
“Say, thank you,” he warns, and I mindlessly obey.
“Thank you… thank you…thank you,” I breathe and let the sensations wash over me. He fits in a third finger, and it’salmostenough. I’m filled to capacity, but I want more. I want the sting and bite so I can feel the penance. “More, please.”
Daniel scoffs cruelly. “I was told how greedy you were.”
I nod. “Yes, I’m greedy… please… more…” I think that I’ll agree to just about anything he could ask of me right now. I can confess to crimes that aren’t mine, to every horrible thing that has ever happened throughouthistoryif he keeps talking to me in that dark, sultry way. I should be humiliated or pleading, sure, but I deserve this. I want him to keep going. I want him to tell me how I don’t deserve to live and that the only thing I deserve is to be buried in a shallow, unmarked grave for what I’ve done.
It will make accepting all of this easier. But most of all, I want his hands everywhere. I want to be so lost in the throes of ecstasy that the rest of the world stops existing.
Daniel’s other hand joins the first as he curls his fingers inside of me, stretching me and seeking that secret spot of bubbling pressure that craves attention so desperately. The other finds my clit, circling and teasing me as I slowly lower myself back onto the cool hood of his car. I lift my legs and hold them open without being told as he fucks me with his hands. It’swaybetter than anything I had fantasized about.
“Don’t you dare fucking cum without my permission,” he warns in his same commanding, deep tone.
“I’m going to— Daniel!” I gasp. The edge is near, and I want him inside of me. I want to cum, but I don’t dare try and use my own hands to make sure it happens. I don’t want to do anything that might make this stop.
But it does. “Tell me your name.”
My eyes open, and I stare up at the stars, clinging to the edge of my orgasm desperately. “Sofia,” I whisper like a coward.
Daniel slaps the inside of my thigh so hard I scream out. No doubt, there’s a red impression of his hand on my pale skin. “No more lies. Tell me your name.”
I can feel my orgasm starting to slip away from me right before his hands start moving once more. It doesn’t take more than a few heated seconds before my orgasm rips through me forcefully. I come halfway up off of the hood of the car. My hands ball and tighten in my own hair, but he doesn’t relent for a second.
“Your name!” he barks, but I can’t form words. I feel as if I’m touching a live wire as he throws me toward my second orgasm. Every nerve ending is burning with pain, but he doesn’t stop. My legs start to tremble as I coat his hand and wrist. I can’t take much more of this. My toes curl, and those tidal waves of pleasure crash around with nowhere to go butup.
“It’sSofia!” I scream into the sky. I clench and wait for the slap on my other thigh. He can see how wet it’s making me. I know that he knows my real identity, but I don’t know how much. Sofia is warm and comforting, so maybe it would be better to be her after all? I don’t know if he’s only giving me what I want until he gets what he wants. I can’t let that happen. Ineedthis.
He reaches up and grabs me by the neck once more. It hurts how he forces me upright, and my eyes narrow in anger as I wait.
“Tell me your name. You will not like what happens if I have to ask again.” His smile is cruel and yet somehow proud as he limits my oxygen so I can feel everything more vividly. The stars are everywhere around me. They dance along my skin and paint themselves across the backs of my eyelids. I can’t come down. I think a third orgasm rips through my body, but I can’t be sure because the second one didn’t feel like it had fully stopped.
He pulls his fingers from inside of me and trails the soaked skin up my pussy before slapping it forcefully. His lips capture mine as he reaches between us to free himself from his slacks. The hand choking me slides with a jerky movement around to my hair, and in a fluid motion, he pulls me forward from the car.
My legs are jelly and I practically fall into the dirt at his feet. I position myself up on my knees as he springs free. There’s no way he’s expecting me to— But he is. It won’t fit. There’s no way. He growls with insistent need and tightens his grip on my hair. I hate that I love the way that he’s manhandling me.
The head of his cock hits against my closed lips and my eyes flick up to him with a devilish smile. He uses his other hand to pinch my nose shut until I have no choice but to take him in my mouth. The salty taste of his precum is the first thing that registers. My jaw stretches open as wide as it can to accept him. I love the sound of pleasure that I coax from him. It makes me feel powerful.
There’s something about being on your knees in front of a man and knowing that you have all of the control that drives me wild.
He hits the back of my throat and I gag, but he doesn’t let me stop. He makes me take in as much of him as possible and holds my head there until I can’t breathe. I love it. His movements are becoming more erratic. The pressure that he holds me with slackens and tightens as I can feel him getting closer. He holds me in place firmly as he fucks my face until he can’t take it any longer.
“Fuck,” he groans and effortlessly lifts me back up onto my feet. He spins me and bends me over the hood of his car. I can feel the dirt and grass clinging to my knees even as I lift one leg onto the hood of the car and arch my ass up for him without being asked.
He slaps my ass firmly and is inside of me a moment later. I thought that his fingers filled me, but they are nothing compared tohim. I’m too nervous to move against him, pinned to the car with his girth inside of me. He grabs my hips and drives into me. As with everything else, he isn’t kind. He punishes me just the way I craved. Equal parts pain and pleasure for his nearly unrelenting pace that hitsexactlythe right place inside of me.
