“No. It’s so much more than that, but you’re so damn tense.”
“I was just kidnapped, Justice!”
“You’re being kept safe.”
“Doesn’t feel that way,” she retorts. I hate this for her. I hate that she has to be here or in this position, to begin with.
“I’m sorry,” I apologize, pulling away and walking to the couch. I drop down and watch as she continues to pace the room.
“I hate this feeling.”
“What feeling?”
“Like I’m not in control of my life,” she says, glancing at me. I motion for her to come to me, and much to my surprise, she does. She sits on the couch next to me, and I look over at her.
“Fuck me.”
“What?”
“Fuck me, Sky. Use me however you want to.” Her eyes widen as her lips part.
“You have to be in control,” she says softly.
“I have to give you what you need, and right now, you need the control.” I reach for the button on my slacks and undo it before sliding them and my briefs down my legs. I sit with my legs spread wide and my cock hard as Sky takes me in.
“You’d let me?” she asks hesitantly.
“One time, Skylar. Just once,” I tell her. She licks her lips and stands up, pulling her dress from her body. I groan as she pulls her panties off and then her bra. She walks over and straddles my hips, grabbing my cock in her hand and lowering herself down my length. I have to fight the urge to grab her hips and take over. I want to, fuck do I want to, but I can’t do that.
Slowly she begins to ride me. I’m sure my knuckles turn white as I clench the couch next to me, but I let her take what she needs. I let her have this moment of sanity because I don’t know how long this shit will last.
“Fuck, Justice!”