He pauses with his back to me, and then he nods and reaches out for the handle, and I breathe deep, my heart aching as he goes to open it. But his hand doesn’t stop there, instead, it slides up the side of the wooden frame until his fingers reach the tiny lock, and then he pushes it into place with the faintest click.
‘I never said I was leaving,’ he says, his voice a growl as he turns.
I sit up as he approaches, my pussy aching for him as I wipe tears from my cheeks, and then he kneels onto the bed, his weight bending the mattress as he handles me.
He doesn’t waste any time, flipping me over onto my front as he unzips his jeans and unbuckles his belt. Then he pushed my dress up high as I gasp, and pulls my panties over my ass until they are halfway down my thighs, exposing my pussy and making me squirm and wriggle.
Before I can take another breath he’s on me, pinning me down with the weight of his body, his legs trapping me in place between them, squeezing me. Then I feel his thick member searching between the gap in my thighs, and I reach down and guide him into me, and as he slips inside I quiver as he pushes in deep.
I bring my elbows up to my chest, my hands crossed beneath my chin as he envelopes me with his big arms, wrapping them tight around and under me as his cheek presses against mine and his weight sinks me into the bed.
And then he thrusts hard and I cry out and his hand covers my mouth and I whimper as he does it again.
‘Quiet,’ he says softly as he removes his hand, and again he thrusts, his big cock swollen and throbbing against my walls as I gasp, my eyes closed as I feel every inch of him thicken inside me.
‘Oh fuck,’ I whisper as my body shakes. ‘Yes.’
‘You never told me you had a twin sister,’ he says.
‘I’m sorry,’ I gush.
‘And I never said you could date a boy.’
‘I’m sorry,’ I repeat.
‘We need new ground rules,’ he says as I bite down on my lip, my head swimming with pleasure. ‘From now on. Every infraction incurs a penalty.’
‘Mmhm,’ I nod.
‘Every little lie,’ he says whispering into my ear as he pumps me. ‘Will receive a punishment. Every violation will come with a consequence.’
‘I can do that,’ I nod. ‘I want to be yours,’ I say. ‘I want you to take me whenever you want.’
‘Oh, I will, Mackenzie.’
‘I want you to fuck me and spank me and punish me however you want.’
‘There’s no question of that anymore,’ he says, licking his lips. ‘You’re mine now.‘
I nod, and I can feel how close he is, feel how desperate he is.
‘Don’t hold back,’ I whisper, and he thrusts harder, up and in as his body tightens. ‘Come inside me,’ I beg as my pussy tightens, my orgasm gushing through me like a tidal wave as I bury my face in my pillow.
And then I feel him pulse, and my insides fill with his warmth as rope after rope after rope floods me, his cock twitching with gentle tremors for several minutes as we lie together, tightly wound.
Safe.
He moves first, unfurling himself and sliding out slowly, and I realise I am so pressed into the mattress that I’m in a dip, and I smile.
I sense him stand, hear him slide up his jeans, zip himself up, buckle his belt, and I look back at him and see that his eyes are on my pussy.
I part my thighs wider so he can see the mess he’s made of me, his glaze dripping down my swollen lips, and he smiles with pride.
And then his eyes meet mine and he nods, and I preen, goosebumps spreading like wildfire across my skin.
As he walks backwards I bite my lip and breathe in deep, my whole body filling with excitement and anticipation, as I realise that this, whatever this is, has only just begun.
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