Once she was sure that her body hadn’t been torn she picked up speed again. I became fixated, my eyes glued to her ass until she slammed herself back hard in a bid to get me to move. Taking her slender hips in my hands I fucked into her testing the waters as I watched my cock slide deeper than it ever had before.
When she didn’t cry out in pain I felt safe enough to give her the full force of my powerful thrusts. For the first time since I’d put her under me, there was no other thought in my head but her. Her and the child she carried, the child I’d planted in her womb out of vengeance.
“Oh damn.” I rested my head on her back and fought back the nausea. We were both still as I fought my own mind. I almost pulled out in disgust but she wouldn’t let me. Whether she knew something was wrong or not, I don’t know, but she refused to let me leave her, clamping down on my cock forcefully.
It didn’t take much to get me back in the game. I pushed all other thoughts from my head and concentrated only on her and making her happy. I let my hands roam over every inch of her I could reach. “So soft!” She whimpered when my cock jumped inside her, knocking into the walls of her pussy.
“Do that again.” She looked over her shoulder at me silently asking what I meant. Instead of an answer, I flexed my cock inside her again and she made the same sound. While she looked at me I leaned over and waited to see what she would do. She met me halfway and accepted my tongue into her mouth.
It might be the softest kiss we’d ever shared. I wrapped my arms around her and we started to move together in sync. No words needed to be spoken for both of us to know that something had changed. I opened up myself and allowed myself to feel. I should’ve known when I found myself watching her sleep that something vital had changed between us. But I’d gone too far, hadn’t I?
When her body convulsed under me I rode her though her orgasm before pulling out and putting her on her back again. This time I allowed myself to caress her gently as I fucked in and out of her slowly, gently.
I held her face in one hand as I teased her nipple with the other and she wrapped her legs around me. I ran my tongue along her lip, “open”, she opened her mouth without question and let me in. I closed my eyes against the emotion that welled up inside me and just felt.
I felt every twinge of her pussy, every score of her nails as they scraped along my back. I heard every breath she took and every tremble of her little body as she accepted my length into her tight body. It wasn’t long before the need to cum had me moving faster, surging deeper until what felt like a Mack truck slammed into me and I came hard enough to lose my senses.
When I’d finally caught my breath and could feel my body again I was crushing her beneath me. She was so tiny. The reality of all that I had done came full force and hit me hard. I reared back and look down at her really seeing her for the first time.
What had I done? I choked up as I recalled everything I’d said and done to her in the last month and a half. I’d snatched her away from her life, changed her forever with my actions. I felt like a complete monster as I looked down at her but still the words wouldn’t come.
I kissed her lips one last time before easing out of her body as gently as I could. I left the bed and walked down the hall to the office. I came back to her and without a word, dropped the file that I’d put together on her dad next to her before heading for the shower.
I hung my head and let the water wash over me as I came to terms with what I’d just done. That file contained everything that could put her dad in jail, what I should’ve done from the beginning. Would she hate me for what I’d done to her, will she understand why I’d lost my fucking mind? Of course she’s going to hate you, you ruined her fucking life.
I stayed in the shower until the water grew cold and I had no choice but to go out there and face her. I flicked the water off and spent an inordinate amount of time drying off before wrapping the towel around my hips and pulling on a tee shirt I’d left hanging behind the door.