The third hit takes me by surprise and I cry out in pain and then my eyes pop as my mouth drops open and I quiver and twitch and tremor. My whole body twists and thumps involuntarily, my thighs shaking so hard I can’t control them, and I fall forward onto the bed as Mr Ledger lets go of me.
There I curl into a ball of delight and pain, hugging my knees tight to my chest as a whole host of emotions courses through me. I lose all coherent thought as my arms slam themselves into the sheets, my little legs kicking back and forth in wild spasms.
As I slowly recover I shiver, a soft sheen of sweat present all over my skin, exposed and vulnerable, and yet… I feel safe.
And then I whisper. ‘Th-Three.’
‘Good girl,’ he says, and my whole body floods with delight at his praise and approval.
‘Please,’ I whisper in the darkness as the moon washes over my skin.
I need him.
I need his cock inside me like I’ve never needed anything before. I’ve never felt this hungry. I need him to hold me, to pin me down, to keep me safe, and then to fuck me and make me his.
‘Please, what?’ he says.
‘I want you,’ I whisper, my eyes barely opening as I try to reach for him.
He leans forward and licks his lips, then he looks down over my half-naked body, his eyes lingering on my swollen pussy, but still, he says nothing.
‘Please,’ I whisper, begging him. ‘Fuck me.’
*
I can’t do this and I shouldn’t want to.
I’ve already gone too far. There’s no going back from this. I know it, and she knows it. I’ve crossed a line. I brush my thumb across the ridge of my pants, my dick thrusting forward so hard that it hurts. I’m fighting to stay in control of myself, but I can’t, and she’s begging me.
I tug at my belt and then pull it free so hard that it snaps - crack - and Mackenzie moans, then I wrestle my fly and force my jeans down, holding myself in my palm and sliding up and down, so close to her sweet dripping lips that I can feel the warmth pouring off her like a volcano. The tip of my cock twitches and for a moment I panic, that geyser-like rising feeling almost overwhelming me, and it takes all of my self-control to stop myself from glazing her by accident.
God, I want to see my come dripping down her slit.
‘Please,’ she gasps again.
I lick my lips, shake my head, and wonder if I’m dreaming, and then I slide my hands around her hips and pull her up onto her knees and back towards me.
I’ve already gone too far. How can I stop now?
I grip her tight as she bucks, keeping her in place, her tight skin soft and supple. Then I look down at my rock hard cock, an inch from her dripping parting.
And I stop breathing, and close my eyes.
‘I’m going to fuck you, Mackenzie,’ he growls, his voice rumbling with desire. ‘I like you like this, desperate and whimpering.’
Oh yes.
‘Tell me what you want,’ he commands.
‘I want you inside me,’ I gush.
‘Where?’
‘In my pussy.’
I feel the tip of his cock pulse dangerously as he teases me like he’s going to explode the second he pushes past my opening. Then he pushes, and my tight little opening squeezes him hard like I’m trying to keep him there, trying to pull him in.
And then he thrusts.