He surprises me when he pushes inside my pussy, and I gasp as he presses my pelvis against the rough rock in front of me. He fucks me with the selfishness he promised. Hard and rough. Rougher than I’ve ever felt. He rips through me. A feral groan leaves his lips, and that sound embeds itself in my pussy as much as his cock does. His fingers dig into the flesh of my hips, and I’m exactly where I need to be. Both of us are. We’re living in a moment where rain washes away our sins and makes us pure.
We are one.
With his cock still buried deep inside me, he spreads my ass, rubbing his finger along my skin before pushing it inside me. I clench, and it makes him moan. “Relax,” he says as he slips another finger inside me. And a third, working me up to his cock. I kind of like how full it makes me feel to have his fingers inside me while his cock is in my pussy.
Lex pulls his fingers out, spreads me, and spits. I bite my lip as his warm saliva mixes with the cold rain. He leans over me, and my ass nestles against the crook of his pelvis.
“You ready?” he asks.
I didn’t expect him to ask. HeknowsI’m not ready. I’ll never be ready for this. My body thought it had a choice for a moment, but I tense all over again when I realize this was never the case.
“Lex...”
He drops his hands to either side of my head, leaning his weight onto me. “Don’t say my name like that. I won fair and square, bunny. Your ass is mine.”
I want to give him that part of me, but I’m scared. He pulls out of my pussy and draws his hips back to get a better angle. As he pushes the head of his cock inside me, I tense. It isn’t like his fingers. It feels nothing like his fingers.
“Remember what I said to do. Relax,” he whispers as he strokes wet hair from my cheek. “Let me inside, bunny.”
His smooth words make me melt into the granite. I take a deep breath and try to relax my body. He inches further inside me, and I bite my lower lip. He’s hardly the selfish wolf he claimed he’d be, too tender to be a predator.
“Good fucking girl,” he groans as he pushes himself inside me. He keeps his hips still, allowing me to adjust to his size and stretch around him. “You take everything I give you, don’t you?” His words mimic what he said in the car when I took his spit. Now, with him this deep inside me, I want to take everything he can give me.
To make him proud.
I whimper and nod. His thrusts grow hungrier, and the gentleness dissolves. His left hand grips the rock so he can get more leverage. He fucks me harder, but not as hard as when he was in my pussy. The leaves of the trees melt into the ground along with their big, strong trunks. The pond in front of me spreads and takes over everything, blanketing it in blackness. The world becomes abstract, and the only thing that remains real is Lex and his body against mine.
“You feel so fucking good, bunny. So tight. So goddamn perfect.”
His words warm me until I only feel the heat of him. It’s a fire burning behind me, erasing the cold rain and brisk air. I get used to the pain of him inside me. It never goes away, but I adapt to the hurt like I did with my marriage.
He fucks me harder and deeper, and I feel his full strength for the first time. I feel the selfish hunger he promised me. He uses me as if this is all I’m good for.
My body remains rigid no matter how hard I try to relax. My muscles ache for release. He finally notices that my clenched jaw isn’t from the chattering of my teeth. He becomes aware of the tense tremble of pain in my body and transforms back into the Lex I know. He leans over and kisses my shoulder. It’s a tender touch I need so badly at this moment. I need it more than my next breath.
“Sweet bunny,” he whispers. “I’ll stop.”
“No!” I cry out. “I want to take everything you give me.”
He chuckles, but it turns into a growl at the end. “You have, Selena. You really fucking have. This was a lot for anyone to take. The chase. The rain and the bloody cuts on your feet and ankles. Taking my cock in your ass with nothing more than my spit and the wetness of your cunt. You’re such a good girl. Even when your body isn’t willing, your mind is.”
“I’m sorry,” I say as I fight back tears. The prospect of disappointing him incites more emotion than most anything in my life has.
His hand glides down the curve of my spine. “Don’t apologize. I wanted to fuck your ass, and I needed you to let me. And you did.” He grips my ass, and the rain makes his fingertips bite harder. “You won’t like everything I want to do to you, that Iwilldo to you, but I’ll always reward you for being the good girl you are. No matter how bad you become from being around me, you’re my good fucking girl.”
He pulls out of me and lifts me to my feet. His mouth finds mine as he lays me back on the rock and spreads my thighs. His lips trail down my body, and he drops to his knees. They sink into the earth. He parts me, and his tongue finds my clit. I lift myself onto my elbows so I can watch him. He tosses back his wet hair as rainwater drips down his temples. Droplets of rain roll over the muscles in his arms and shoulders.
My eyes wash over his prison-etched tattoos, and I realize he’s someone my family wouldn’t have allowed me to talk to, let alone fuck. I’m in over my head with him. Way over my head. He’s an enigma, a mystery that should be left unsolved and untouched, yet he eats my pussy like the answers to all I need to know are in his mouth. He selfishly fucks me with his tongue, his hands gripping my ass as he holds me at his mercy.
“Lex,” I whisper.
“Don’t say my name unless the words ‘I’m coming’ follow it,” he growls, giving me a dark look before devouring me again. His commands, like always, make me weak. Make me tremble as his words vibrate my clit.
When he realizes his harsh words made me buck against his mouth, his voice lowers “Come for me, bunny. Get off to the one man you shouldn’t.”
And I do. I come hard against his mouth, with the rain painting my body and the trees crawling up from the earth and surrounding us once more. I grip his hair as he relentlessly tongues my clit, making my body shudder with a pleasure that morphs into discomfort. He smirks up at me and swipes my clit once more, my body jolting from his touch, before he rises to his feet.
The rock rakes my soft skin as I sit up. “What about you?” I ask, feeling guilty as my orgasm wanes.