Page 18 of Stranded
Anger mingled with passion inside me. I grasped him by the hair and pulled him up. He cried out and tossed his head back, gazing at me from half-lidded eyes glazed over with desire.
“Yes,” he moaned. “Make me your bitch, your sissy boy. Own me with that cock.”
“You’re so fucking hungry for it,” I growled. “I need to find lube.”
“No. No time. Use your spit. I can take it.”
“It’ll hurt.”
“I want it to hurt, and it won’t. Not that much anyway. I’m not new to this.”
I shoved his head back down into the mattress and slapped his ass. “Slut. That’s what you are, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” he gasped around the sheet in his mouth. “That’s it. Rough me up a little. Treat me like a sissy who’s just good for being fucked.”
“Youarea sissy.” I pulled his cheek to the left and smacked his hole with my fingers hard. “Look at that pussy. I’m going to ruin it with my cock.”
“Oh god. Yes.” A shiver ran down his spine.
Fuck, he was loving this. Me talking to him this way. He already looked fucked out and I hadn’t even touched him yet.
I licked my fingers. His hole was begging for me now, I could tell. I slid one finger in and moved it around as if tearing him apart. He growled and pushed back against me, seeking more.
“You like that?” I asked, my voice husky against his ear. “You want to be filled up just like that? You want to feel me inside you?”
He nodded, his breath a steady staccato of need against the mattress.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Deni,” I said in a low voice. “Fuck that hole and turn it into my pussy. That’s what you want, sweetheart?”
“Yes! Yes! Pleasepleaseplease, Daddy. Please put it inside me. I need it.”
I spat on his hole then plunged deep, sending every inch of me into his body. He screamed out loud, jerking away, but I grabbed his hips.
“Where do you think you’re going? Keep that ass in the air.”
He whimpered. “Yes, Daddy. Oh yes, Daddy. I’ll be your good little boy. Just don’t stop. Please, don’t?—”
Scream after scream rented the air as I let him have it, keeping nothing back. Sometimes he hollered so loudly I wasn’t quite sure if it was from pleasure or pain. Whichever it was didn’t seem to turn him off at all. He threw his ass back into my pelvis, riding each thrust. His round, bubbly ass crashed into my groin over and over.
So fucking sexy.
I lost my goddamn mind.
Over being inside my stepson.
I flipped him over, needing to see his face after all. I grabbed his legs, pushed them up to his ears, folding him in perfect half, and slammed my mouth onto his while owning that ass.
Mine.
That ass was fucking mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
With each thrust, I reclaimed ownership from all those fucking assholes who’d had him before me.
