Page 40 of Escape

“Do you want me to be your first?” She tilted her head as her hands smoothed over my abs. I gripped her wrist hard, squeezing so she really heard me.

“My only.” The words were harsher than I intended, but I needed her to understand. I pulled her wrist up, pressing tiny kisses where I’d squeezed.

She hummed in satisfaction, planting her hands on my chest and grinding on me again.

“Do you want to watch me fuck myself on your cock, Kel baby?”

“God, yes.” I whimpered, my fingers digging into her thighs again as I pulled her against me, secretly hoping big, purple bruises would bloom in their place. My whole body hummed as she used the old nickname again. “So bad it fucking hurts. I want to fill you up and make you come harder than you ever have. I’ve watched you long enough to know how much you need it.”

Her brow only furrowed in confusion for a moment. We’d have that whole ‘I’m your stalker’ conversation later.

She gripped my shoulders and lifted herself while I gripped the base, positioning the tip under her. When she lowered herself, she let a few inches slide in before she stopped, her head falling back with a low, rumbling groan. I let my fingers graze over the soft skin of her throat, letting the vibrations tickle the pads of each one. Every breath was precious, I needed to memorize the feel of it.

She bit her lip, her forehead scrunching in concentration as she lowered herself a bit more. Sucking in a sharp hiss, she dug her fingers into my shoulders. My hands shot to her hips, holding up her weight.

“Are you okay, baby? Is it hurting?”

“A little,” her voice was breathy as she wriggled from my grip. “But I like it. I want it.”

My hands moved to rest on her thighs as I complied. Happy to let her continue. She pushed herself lower and lower, her whimpers growing, driving me fucking wild.

“Fuck, Kel,” she cried as she took the last few inches. “God, it's so big. So…good…”

I had to grip the armrests to keep myself from grabbing her and slamming myself into her. I swear I could almost feel her pussy stretching around me. I could come off the thought alone.

When my cock was finally buried fully inside her, she stayed there for a moment. Bumps erupted over her skin as her whole body shuddered.

“It feels too good,” she let her head fall onto my chest. “Too fucking good. Perfect. Meant to be.”

My hands almost broke with how hard I gripped the seat. I didn’t want to ruin this for her. She needed to take it at her own pace. But when she started slowly bouncing on me, I almost died and went to heaven. Shit, this was in heaven.

Her whole body moved in a hypnotizing, perfect wave, swaying with every movement. As she picked up the pace, the base of the strap rubbed against my aching clit. My hands flew to her hips, kneading into her softness as I helped her bounce. My jaw clenched as her moans grew, my name flying from her lips and mixing with the sound of her wetness like a siren’s song.

Every slam of her against my clit was driving me closer to insanity. My hips twitched and cramped, fighting with the intense need to pound into her. I threw my head back, lacing my fingers behind my skull and squeezing my eyes shut. I was running out of control over my own body.

“Fuck…” I groaned.

The collar around my neck clinked as she tugged, pulling my eyes open.

“Look at me, Kel. I want to see you.” Her eyes were hooded, heavy with desire. A glistening sheen of sweat coated her skin. I forced myself to gather my last little bit of control so I could be good and follow her orders.

But all of that fell away when she looked into my eyes and pinched her nipples, her mouth falling open and her pink tongue hanging out of her mouth. I pulled against her back and took her outstretched tongue into my mouth, sucking it like I was sucking her come from my fingers. She bobbed her head with me, letting my lips glide over her taste buds.

“Fuck,” she groaned as she stole her tongue back. “I’m so close, daddy.”

That was it. I was done. I couldn’t.

“Baby…fuck…I need to…” I was breathless, my hips rolling in time with hers as release built around my clit. My bones fucking ached with the need trying to free itself. “Can I…”

“Can you, what, Kel baby?” She tilted my chin up to meet her gaze. “Tell me.”

“Fuck you…Please,” I begged. “I can’t take it, baby…I can’t take it. I need to.”

She paused her bouncing with a smirk. “Give it to me…don’t hold back.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. Before the words were fully past her lips, I was already gripping her ass, lifting her and slamming her into the desk. I hooked one of my arms under her leg and braced the other on the desk top. I thought about all the time I’d wasted not being inside her and I couldn’t wait another second.

I slammed into her with a primal need, feral and hungry to pull all the sweet sounds from her. She gripped onto me, her pretty, pointed nails digging into my back and drawing blood. It only urged me on. I unleashed everything. Every sorrow. Every fear. Every piece of anger I had after she left me. I channeled it all into the thrust of my hips as I destroyed her from the inside.