Page 70 of Yearner

“Mmmhhh…”

Her hips jerked backward against his rigid groin, involuntarily responding to his touch.

“Want me to make you feel better?” he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. She squeezed her eyes shut, her brain screaming at her to resist, but her body betrayed her with a weak nod. Silas chuckled softly, a sound that sent shivers down her spine.

He pulled her panties to the side, pushing his thick fingers directly inside her slick warmth. The invasion felt overwhelming and incredibly hot. She reached down, her fingers brushing against his thick wrist in the dark, not to pull him away, but to urge him deeper. His hard groin ground heavily against her backside as he began to pump his fingers in and out, the sound echoing within the confines of the small tent.

He twisted his wrist deeper, biting her ear gently. “I need to stretch you out, baby. You need to be able to take my cock.”

Words escaped her as pleasure scrambled her thoughts, her body arching against the bed in desperation. His thumb found her swollen clit, pressing down and rubbing it in tight circles that sent violent shocks up her spine.

Allison’s fingernails dug into Silas’s skin, slick with sweat and the mingling scents of their bodies. Her insides clenched tightly around his hand as she trembled uncontrollably. Desperately, she pressed her knuckles against her mouth, stifling any sound that might escape.

Silas’s voice rumbled like thunder, dark and raw. He pinched her thigh while pushing his fingers deep inside her, and as waves of pleasure crashed over her, she climaxed silently, hot liquid spilling over his knuckles. Her thighs quivered as she rode out the intense aftershocks.

Withdrawing his fingers, he brought them to his mouth, cleaning them right in front of her. The weight of his body shifted in the shadows, and he gripped her hips, gently rolling her flat onto her back.

Allison’s breath came in quick gasps, each inhale a struggle. Silas loomed above her, his hot mouth crashing down onto hers in a fierce kiss, hungry and aggressive. Their tongues tangled as she tasted herself on his lips, her hands exploring the hard muscles of his chest.

He yanked the hem of her tight crop top up over her breasts, and she shivered as his mouth enveloped her nipple. A sharp gasp escaped her as she arched her back off the mat, feeling the electric shock of his suckling send ripples of pleasure straight to her core.

Silas pressed down with heavy force, forcing her legs open wider as he settled between them. She felt the rigid head of his rod graze her sensitive skin, dragging slowly up and down her slickness, coating himself in her wetness.

Her nails bit into his broad shoulders, a mix of pleasure and anxiety coursing through her.

“See how hard I am?” he asked, his voice rough and slightly trembling as he cupped her face with one large hand.

Before she could respond, he pushed his hips forward, the thick head of his cock forcing its way into her tightness. Pleasure flared through her, and he quickly covered her mouth with his hand, muffling her cries. He pressed deeper with a slow, brutal force, stretching her walls to accommodate him.

With one final heavy thrust, he buried himself completely inside her, stilling for a moment to let her adjust to his size, a hot fullness enveloping her. Then he began to move, pulling back and slamming forward with relentless force, each thrust igniting blinding flashes of pleasure in her mind.

He removed his hand from her mouth, and she buried her face into his shoulder, biting down on his bare skin as her nails left deep red scratches along his back.

Silas hooked her right thigh high over his waist, opening her up entirely in the dim light. Their sweaty bodies slapped together in a frantic rhythm as he ground his hips against hers, his breath heavy and ragged against her neck. He slid his rough hands back up to cradle her jaw, his thumbs brushing against her lips, growling fiercely in the darkness.

“Mmmhhh…” Allison squeezed her thighs tighter around Silas’s hips, a desperate whisper escaping her lips as a low growl rumbled from his chest.

He thrust deep, driving to the very core of her, sending electric shocks coursing through her body. Her back arched off the bed as she climaxed silently, her muscles clenching around him with an intensity that took them both by surprise. Silas lost control, pumping a thick, hot flood deep within her, their bodies colliding with a raw urgency.

They collapsed against each other, slick with cold sweat, her chest heaving against his solid form. His heart raced, pounding heavily against her ribs, and he pressed his damp forehead against hers. Despite her instinct to resist, his tongue traced a path along her neck, teasingly sucking on her ear, igniting a fire within her.

She felt herself softening under his touch, even as he lavished attention on her nipple, swirling his tongue around it with a skill that sent waves of pleasure radiating through her. Her body responded eagerly, pushing her chest into his hands, yet she craved more, wanting him to be even rougher.

She bit her lip, swallowing back any sounds as his cold fingertips brushed against her most sensitive spot, excitement coursed through her veins.

With a sudden, powerful movement, Silas gripped her hips and flipped her over. Allison gasped, her face pressing against the rough fabric of the bedsheet as he positioned himself behind her. His hands slid along her sides, leaving trails of heat on her skin.

“Silas,” she whispered, her voice barely audible even in the quiet darkness.

He answered by sliding back inside her, deeper than before, filling her completely. The new angle sent shockwaves through her core, making her fingers curl against the ground. She bit down on her lower lip to stifle a moan as he set a relentless pace.

His hands moved to her shoulders, pressing her down while he drove forward. The sensation was overwhelming—his strength, the way he controlled her movements with such ease. Each thrust pushed her closer to the edge again, though she’d thought herself spent moments before.

“Look at you,” he murmured, his voice rough against her ear. “So responsive.”

Allison couldn’t form words, couldn’t think beyond the pleasure building inside her. Her body was no longer her own, completely surrendered to his touch, his rhythm. When his hand slid between her legs, finding that sensitive spot again, she couldn’t hold back.

“Oh God!”