Page 205 of Sincerely, Butterfly

“Been waiting to have this cunt again. Fuck. It’s like you were made to take my cock,” he grunts, his piercing rubbing against my inner walls, feeling so damn good.

Every time he bottoms out, he brushes against my sweet spot, his pelvic bone rubbing against my clit, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

My body is on fire, my nipples so hard they hurt. I’m so close already that it’s not even funny.

But everything about this moment is so wrong, so dirty, so fucking erotic.

I stare up at him, eyes wide and wild as he grunts, breathing through his gritted teeth as he fucks into me, his pace quickening.

“I’m gonna cum,” he growls low. “Gonna fill this pussy full of my seed. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Your greedy cunt getting filled.”

I nod, trying to ignore the pain in my back from the uneven bones poking into my flesh.

“Fuck,” he curses before he thrusts forward, his cock buried deep. I feel his cock twitching inside me, the feeling of his hot, warm cum filling me is about to send me into my own orgasm.

But just as I’m about to cum, I see a dark shadow above us. My eyes snap up, and another masked face is looming over us.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” he snarls. Aaaaand that would be Jasper. “On a dead body, really?” Jasper asks.

Wesley chuckles, pulling out of me.

“No, wait!” I whimper, panicking because what the fuck?! I was just about to cum.

I feel his cum leaking from me, tickling me as it drips down and all over… shit.Sorry, man. Rest in peace or something.

Just as Wesley leans back, pain splinters through my head as Jasper grabs a handful of my hair and yanks me up.

I cry out, struggling to get to my feet as he yanks me to move faster.

Jasper climbs out of the grave, then reaches back down, grabbing my hair again as he pulls me up and out of the hole. My fingers claw at the dirt, my feet digging into the sides as I rush to climb up, not wanting to lose a chunk of my hair.

They really aren’t holding back, are they? Apart from killing me, I’m starting to wonder if anything is off the table.

I should be more pissed, but if anything, it just sends a thrill through me.

Jasper shoves me to the ground, and I grunt, turning over to look up at him. Leaning back on my hands, I stare up at him with wild eyes and panting breaths, ready to act.

Wesley climbs out of the grave with ease. The asshole just jumps to his feet, dusting himself off.

“What a fucking dirty little whore you are, Lotus Flower. On top of a dead body? Do you have no fucking shame?”

I go to answer, but he cuts me off. “You’re a sick little freak, aren't you? You’d let us do anything we wanted to you, wouldn’t you? You’re not putting up as much of a fight tonight. I gotta say I’m a little disappointed.”

I fell into a hole and couldn’t get out! What does he want from me?

A spark of anger has me fighting back. “Fuck you,” I spit.

“Ohhh,” Wesley chuckles. “It’s not just her sloppy cunt that's dirty. It’s her mouth, too. Looks like we’re going to need to wash it out with something.”

They want a fight, then fine. I’ll give them everything I have. Getting to my feet, I don’t waste any time as I take off running.

Wesley’s cum runs down my thighs, making a cooling sensation crawl over my skin. I’m a mess, I know it. I’m covered in dirt and cum. The thought of them chasing behind me, wanting me like this, just arouses me more. Jasper is right. I am fucked in the head because of what Wesley and I just did. I found it so damn hot.

My pulse races in my ear, my blood pumping through my veins as my lungs scream for air. My head is spinning, my body aching, but I keep going.

I jump over gravestones and dart around mausoleums with no real direction or idea of where I’m going.

As I’m passing by a tree, someone jumps out. I freeze, screaming so loud my throat hurts, and my heart literally stops for a second as the masked man grabs me.