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Cool air wafted across her thighs and buttocks as he lifted her skirt and tucked it in at her waist. His rough palms skimming over her sensitive skin drew a shiver, his every touch heightening her aroused state. Her previous climax still seeped from her pussy, and, as she basked in that proof of what he could do to her, for her, she couldn’t keep from wanting more.
Brett palmed her buttocks with his large hands, kneading her backside in a way no one ever had ever touched her before. “Are you with me, Allie?”
“And where else would I be?” she responded, turning her head to look at him, her eyes widening as he shifted sideways and lifted his hand.
His gaze caressed her face, his eyes never wavering as he slapped her butt, the warm tingling from that spank delivering an electrifying zing she hadn’t imagined when he gave her that one smack last week. “Maybe wishing you hadn’t asked for this?” He coasted his palm over the tender spot, and she faced forward again, quivering from an escalating ache only he could assuage tonight, and exalted pleasure she’d only experienced under his hard hands.
“Not at all. It’s exactly what I want.” More like what she craved, but Allie figured he knew that already, given how he didn’t miss much with those shrewd looks and focused gazes. She wiggled her butt and braced for his response when she quipped, “Do your worst.”
Brett sighed, pressing his other hand between her shoulders before landing a series of light, steady taps encompassing both cheeks. “You should be more careful what you say when you’re in such a position.”
Groaning, Allie lowered her head, ignoring his suggestion and embracing the sweet distraction from her harrowing ordeal. “Why?” she mumbled. “What you’re doing is helping, and I don’t want to face reality yet.”
The light spanking stopped, and he rubbed her buttocks where the warmth had seeped into her throbbing muscles. “Only you could distract me from why I’m here and agreed to this.”
Allie moaned, fisting her hands as he slid two fingers inside her pussy, going deep first then sliding back to circle her clit. She arched into his next thrust, whimpering until he returned to press her aching nub. Sparks shot up her vagina, but it wasn’t enough, and she knew she wouldn’t be satisfied without having all of him.
“Brett, damn it...ow!” She gasped, her buttock throbbing where he had swatted her much harder than before, removing his hand from between her shoulders. She missed that comforting pressure as much as she burned from that spank.
“Impatient and demanding. You should learn to curb both if you continue to explore alternative sex.” He withdrew from her clutching pussy and stroked his damp fingers upward, between her cheeks. “I’ll let you off with that one light warning due to your fragile state of mind.”
She bristled at that, not caring to be labeled fragile for any reason, the press against her puckered rear orifice the only thing keeping her from denying she was that traumatized. As the painful pulse covering her cheek spread to her pussy, he pushed his finger again, this time breaching her untried entrance with only a slight twinge of discomfort. The sudden onset of new sensations titillated her senses, increasing her arousal enough she couldn’t keep from begging again.
“Please, can we move this along?” Allie cringed, hearing the ache in her voice that matched the desperate state he’d worked her into, hating her pathetic mindset that driver was responsible for.
Brett pulled away from her butt and slid a finger through her slit. “If you’re still sure this is what you want, Allie.”
“It is,” she insisted in a stronger tone, appreciating his extra care but wishing he would exert some of that dominance he exhibited with that other woman when she’d peeked in on them.
He took his hands off her, and she released a pent-up breath, listening to the rasp of his zipper opening and the crinkle of a condom wrapper. Thank God he was quick and, within seconds, gripped her hips, holding her steady to tunnel his cock between her labia.
“Fuck but you’re tight. Tell me if I hurt you.”
As if.She loved how his deep, guttural baritone rumbled behind her, and the concern lacing his voice as he worked his thick girth inside her. “I’m fine. Don’t stop.”
Brett paused short of filling her with his full length to lean around and grip her chin, turning her head to practically bump noses with him. He spoke against her mouth, his breath soft, his tone hard. “Don’t lie or even hedge on this, Allie.”
Unable to resist, she brushed her lips over his. “I’m not, and I won’t. Promise.”Just get on with it.She didn’t risk uttering that aloud.
“Good.”
Allie cried out with Brett’s deeper, more forceful thrust, welcoming his secure grip on her hips and rough possession. She held onto the sofa with a tight clasp, her body quivering as he slowly pulled back before executing another nerve-scraping plunge.“Yes,”she cried out, not caring if he could tell how much that word revealed of her neediness. “Again, Brett,please.”
This time, he gave her what she wanted, setting up a faster, steadier rhythm she embraced with enthusiasm despite his muttered, “I’m going to regret this.”
“I hope not.” She would have said more, but her breath caught as he tightened his hold on her hips to keep her immobile for his pummeling invasion of her body.
Allie shook when she tested his restraining grip and couldn’t move. Instead of giving in to her natural instinct to fight for release, she put her trust in Brett and discovered the freedom of his control. Without having to concentrate on straining for a climax, she could relish his relentless assault, the stretch and burn of his thick cock every time he thrust in and out, each deep stroke that invaded her quivering body, every ramming plunge that threatened her composure and drove her insane with lust. A sudden barrage of painful swats burned across her buttocks; the heated agony drawing more cream to coat his pistoning cock. Quaking from the perfect torment to help her forget her highway terror, her inner muscles rippled around his steely shaft, heralding the orgasm she’d ached for since the first one. Never had she experienced such need coiling through her, winding her up to the point of mindless desperation. She didn’t care if this was a one-time encounter – once was all she’d asked for to get her through tonight. The euphoric high building to a crescendo of bursting pleasure from the brutal pounding of his groin against hers was worth whatever regrets she might face tomorrow.
Muffling her screams with her face against the back of the sofa, she shook from the onslaught of consuming pleasure that started in her spasming pussy and exploded to encompass her whole body. She climaxed twice before registering his slow withdrawal from her clasping muscles, moaning in regret when he slipped free of her convulsing pussy. He palmed her sore cheeks, stirring the inflamed throbbing then slid his hands up to her shoulders to knead her tense muscles.
Their labored breathing echoed harsh and loud in the otherwise silent apartment until he asked, “Where can I dispose of this?”
Assuming he was referring to the condom, she straightened and pointed down the short hall. “First door on the left.” Allie sighed in disappointment when Brett removed his hands and lowered her skirt, missing the warmth of his touch and the comfort from his secure hold.
“Be right back.” Brett slid a hand down her hair, the simple gesture a soothing caress against her battered emotions.
Allie slid her feet to the carpeted floor, watching him stride into the bathroom with his jeans loosened but still pulled up at his waist. Bummer. She would have liked to eye his taut backside. Her legs wobbled when she stood, but she locked her knees, not giving in to the weakness. The long night still loomed ahead of her, but she wouldn’t ask more of him. She would get over her scare eventually, and, with her body humming from the pleasure he’d already given her, getting to sleep should come easier.
