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“Fuck, you feel incredible,” he growled from over my shoulder. “You’re so damned tight.”
As though he was talking directly to my pussy, my inner muscles clamped around him, holding him firm. This was only the second time we’d screwed, and already he had my cunt well trained.
Slowly, he pulled out, inch by tantalizing inch, as though he knew exactly how that felt to me, the friction against my swollen, wet folds. He was almost fully out, the head of his cock stretching me open, and then he shunted back in again, fast and hard, shoving me forward on the bed.
I cried out as a combination of pain and pleasure blasted through me, and then he repeated the movement, slowly withdrawing before slamming back in. His movements grew faster and harder, and my orgasm started to rise, twisting tighter in my core. Each time he slammed back into me, he took me up another level, and I had to go through the slow, excruciating feel of him almost slipping from my body before he pounded me with another deep penetration.
This time, he didn’t start to pull out, but held himself inside me.
I trembled in his grip, my breath caught, wondering what was coming next.
His finger ran down between the cleft of my buttocks, stroking over the top of my asshole. I tensed, my inner muscles tightening around his cock. He must have felt my reaction, as he went back to that spot.
“Do you like this, Jolie?” He circled my asshole again, and I bit down on a groan. Just like him fucking me, having him touching me there felt both wrong and incredibly right. “I can feel your pussy clamping down on me every time I touch you here.”
He increased the pressure, no longer circling, but pressing. My pussy juices had made the whole area wet, and he didn’t need any more lubrication, but as I glanced over my shoulder at him, he worked up some saliva and spat on my hole. Oh, fuck. Where was this going?
“Hayden,” I groaned.
“You’re mine, remember. Your body is mine. I know how to give you pleasure.”
And with that, with his cock still embedded deep inside me, he pushed his finger into my ass.
“Oh God.” My head spun with pleasure.
“That’s it. You like that, huh?”
I let out a whimper. He started moving again, sliding his cock in and out, while keeping his finger firmly inside my ass. I pushed back on him, wanting more even as he fucked me. He was right. He did seem to know exactly what I wanted and needed, perhaps even more than I did myself. I’d always believed that description of sex I’d read or seen on the television had always been exaggerated—that it was a fun and somewhat pleasurable thing to do if you liked a guy—but I’d never had sex like this. Putting myself completely in Hayden’s hands drove me crazy, and I realized I trusted him. It was completely misplaced trust—after all, he was the one who’d kidnapped me, and I was even still handcuffed because of him—but I trusted that he knew how to work my body, and that allowed me to give everything over to him.
The sounds of us fucking filled the room, heavy breathing, and grunting, and moans and flesh slapping together. Hayden’s finger worked my ass, moving in and out of me at the same pace as he pounded his cock into my pussy.
I was a mess, barely in control of my own body. My toes curled, every muscle taut to the point of snapping. I climbed higher and higher, until I eventually hovered on the edge, on the tipping point. And then my climax exploded through me, and I clenched my handcuffed fists against the bed, my face buried into the mattress as cries poured from my mouth. Waves of my orgasm swept me away, and my inner muscles pulsed around his cock, milking him, urging him on. But he didn’t continue to fuck me, but instead pulled out, removing his finger from my ass at the same time. His cock pressed against my asshole and hot, creamy semen landed on my stretched anus, spurt after spurt.
I collapsed against the mattress, his cum running down between my ass cheeks. I’d expected him to crawl onto the bed with me, but instead he remained where he was. I glanced over my shoulder at him, to discover him shaking his head.
“Fuck,” he said, before tucking his softening cock back into his pants, and then he turned and left.
