Page 31 of Stalked

“What?” Tobias asks, stepping out of his pants, and throwing his shirt off.

“Tobias, that thing won’t fit in my ass. I’m not sure how it’d fit into anyone’s ass or well… you know.” His cock is baseball bat hung, Coke can girth, and that doesn’t count for the Jacobs ladder or Prince Albert piercings he has.

While he laughs, I scramble backwards hitting my back against the bed frame. There’s absolutely no way my ass can take his cock, absolutely no way.

“Where are you going?” Tobias narrows his eyes.Well, fuck me. I’ve made the Mafia Pakhan mad.That has got to be the stupidest thing I could have done. And I’m too wrapped up in my own head to realize Tobias has stepped in front of me. It’s not until I feel his hands under my armpits and he’s lifting.

“Tobias, I’m not sure. I don’t think you’ll fit,” I say before he throws me onto the bed. Now I’m not small by any means. Five foot seven, one hundred and forty pounds, give or take. But the way Tobias picks me up and throws me around, I might let him actually destroy my ass.

Maybe.

Tobias crawls up my body, forcing me to lie on my back, staring up into his hazel eyes. His thumb brushes over my lips. The way he stares at me, I’m blushing harder than I’d like to admit.

“Are you scared of me?” Tobias' questions surprised me. I’m not sure why he’s asking, but the sincerity in his eyes, the flicker of vulnerability that he tries so hard to hide shines through.

“No,” I answer honestly. I know pain, I know monsters. Tobias might be the second in charge of the Mafia, learning to take over for his father. But that doesn’t mean he’ll ever hurt me.

“I’d never hurt you,” Tobias whispers, bending to press his lips against my neck. I can’t hold my moan in, my hands dragging down his chest to his sides pulling him into me. Our cocks brush up against each other, and I whimper.

“I’ll take care of you,” he mumbles against my skin. Easing back, he grabs my thighs pushing them to my chest. “Hmmm,” he hums, dripping spit onto my hole. Using his cock, he spreads his spit around my hole before his fat tip pushes into me.

“Ohmygod, holllly fuckkk,” I groan.

Tobias pushes further into me, not stopping until his hips flush against my ass. My breathing has picked up, and I can feel sweat trickling down my forehead. Digging his fingers into my hips, he pulls out, his piercings dragging inside me.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I pant. “Your piercings.”

Tobias pulls almost all the way out, the tip of his cock barely holding me open. “Shhh, be a good Little Rabbit and let me fuck this ass. Let me make you feel good.” He smiles, thrusting all the way back in.

“Fuuuuuck.” My voice breaks, panting as Tobias pounds into me. I’ve barely gotten used to him being inside. Tobias holds my thighs against my chest, fucking me into the mattress and all I can do is hold on.

My eyes roll into the back of my head, my cock pulses, precum leaking onto my stomach. Reaching down, I squeeze my cock, stroking myself, when suddenly he grips my wrist pulling me away.

“Tobias,” I whine, needing to touch myself. I need to cum. It’s becoming unbearable. “Tobias, please, I need to cum.” I’m not ashamed to beg.

“No,” he grunts above me. “Your cock is mine,” he states, holding my wrist above my head. Good thing I have another hand. Reaching down, I once again go to grab my cock when Tobias is pulling out of me, flipping me around so I’m lying on my stomach. Twisting my arms to my back, he shoves his cock back into me.

“I told you.” Bending until his mouth is near my ear, he licks the column of my neck to my ear. “Your cock is mine,” he growls and somehow pounds harder into me. I’m unable to do anything. My ass sticks in the air; my hands are held tightly behind my back. I’m becoming a moaning mess, making inhuman noises. “You’re being loud.” He laughs, thrusting into me.

I try to say sorry, the words are on the tip of my tongue, but when I open my mouth, he shoves three fingers into my mouth.

“You think they can hear you, Little Rabbit?” He laughs. “I wonder if they think I’m defiling the manI kidnapped,” he hisses, biting down on my ear lobe. My entire body tingles, and my ass clenches around his cock.

“Do you think you can cum without touching your cock, Little Rabbit? Think you can be mygood boyand come with my cock deep in your ass?” Tobias groans, letting go of my hands. I sigh in relief, spreading my arms above my head pushing against the headboard.

“Come in me,” I beg. I’ve never let another man come in me, nor have I ever fucked without a condom. And suddenly I’m realizing Tobias didn’t put one on and I don’t even know if he’s clean.

“Fuck, fuck, Gabriel,” Tobias growls, thrusting his hips into me once more before I feel his cock swell just as he comes. My non-touched dick explodes into the mattress. I didn’t think I could do it; I truly can’t believe I came without my hand or his. And I’m seeing stars, my hands fisting the pillows above me.

“Fuck, Gabriel.” Tobias sighs, pulling out of me. I’m left feeling empty and something feels off. I’m used to hookups, casually sleeping with men. But this feels different, and when Tobias doesn’t say anything, I’m not sure what to do.

“You’re awfully quiet,” Tobias mumbles into my ear, pressing his body against my back.

I hum, not trusting the words that are on the tip of my tongue.

“Gabriel,” he growls, grabbing my shoulder and flipping me around. Grabbing my wrists he holds them over my head, staring down at me.

“I don’t like hookups. I did them a lot when I was in my early twenties, and they left me sad and alone. I’m too old, well not old. I’m only thirty, but I can’t do random hookups or friends with benefits. Oh shit, oh no, how old are you?” I rush out, wide eyes as I stare at him.

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