Page 95 of Pretend
But I don’t take offense. I keep trying. So he understands that no matter what, I’m not going anywhere.
“You could have walked away from all of this…and got out of the Navy. Why didn’t you?”
He doesn’t want to talk about it.
I take a few steps back from him with patience. Tears are already threatening to fall. I must go back, anyway. I promised Kane I would be quick…and now that I know he’s okay, I can go to sleep.
“I’m sorry if I did something wrong. I don’t know what I did, but I hope you can forgive me. You don’t have to. We can call off whatever we agreed on. I can see you have a lot on your mind already, and I won’t?—”
Daegan grabs my arms and puts me against the railing until I’m facing the ground below. He has me by both of my wrists with one hand. The edge digs into my ribs, and Daegan is quick to palm my screams.
“Daegan, what the hell?!” I muffle against his hand.
Still, he doesn’t say anything. He’s manhandling me, throwing me like I’m a doll. He pulls down my tank top until my breasts fall out, and I’m heating up.
Oh my god. He’s not going to do what I think, is he?!
He lets go of my hand as if he trusts me to stay quiet. He hums behind me when he finds my nipple. My heart flutters as he roams my body. My breast fills his hand, and he squeezes it hard until it’s painful. Making me moan from the agonizing pleasure. He’s being rough and angry. My curls fall forward in my face, and all I can do is let him do what he wants to me.
I want whatever is about to happen.
My pussy throbs and I can feel myself getting wet.
Still…he doesn’t say anything. My hands are still tied together. Both of my wrists are crushed together, and he pulls down his sweats until they’re at his thick thighs.
“Daegan,” I murmur.
He growls as I call out for him. He pulls down my leggings until I’m bare and exposed. He starts circling my swollen clit, causing me to drip more and more.
I can’t take it.
“Daegan, talk to me!” I whisper-yell. But he ignores me. He puts his fingers into my mouth, making me warm his flesh as he pulls out his cock. I feel like a fish on a hook as I taste myself on his fingers. He won’t remove his hand.
I feel his piercings at my entrance.
“Fuck me, Daegan, please.”
He doesn’t hesitate any longer.
He pushes into me, and my wetness lets him glide easily. With one hand on my breast and the other in my mouth. He forces me to tip-toe so he can fuck me while we’re standing.
Then, he pulls backward so the crown of his dick is almost out, and just when he’s going to pull out, he rails into me hard and fast.
He begins to fuck me deep and cruelly, making it so hard not to scream. My body jolts from colliding with his waist, and every time I think I’m going to fall over from the power he inflicts, he pulls me back into him like he wants to break me. So, I suck on his finger harder to stop the incoherent sounds from coming out of my tightening lungs. I stare down at the ground below from stories above, doing everything I can not to moan.
If he wanted to, he could lift me up by a few inches, and I’d fall off.
What in the world has gotten into him?
Still, it’s driving me crazy because I want him to keep fucking me like this. Then his cock hits that one spot inside me, making me squeeze my eyes shut tight. He hits it over and over again, making the pleasure fucking blinding, and I’m seeing golden sparkles. Finally, I’m orgasming, coming all over his cock as he pounds me. But he doesn’t let me ride my orgasm out like he’s done before. He’s fucking me like I’m nothing to him. He keeps thrusting in and out until I’m biting my lip.
He feels so good.
My pussy tightens as euphoria spreads into my core and throughout my veins. I’m imploding from his massive cock that makes me full. So. Goddamn. Full.
Finally, he pulls my hair back so that our cheeks are side by side. He grips it so tight that I’m hissing. Then he grunts into the shell of my ear. His cock twitches and jabs into me hard and slow as he fills me with his come.
He’s emptying himself inside me, and I’m happily taking it. He rests his nose on my cheek as he evens out his breaths. We’re both panting, hot, and soaking in this weird moment for a few more seconds.
