Page 59 of Together We Burn
“Did my little story of vengeance turn you on?” I asked, my voice thick as I taunted her by dipping my fingers a little under the sweats. Her big blue eyes widened as she inhaled a shaky breath between parted lips. She shook her head.
I smirked. “If I slid my hand into your panties, I bet I’d find you wet and ready for me.”
“I’m not wearing any panties.” She swallowed and licked her lips.
“Even better.”
Shifting to my knees, I tugged down the sweatpants and tossed them from the bed, leaving her wearing nothing but my old hoodie, her dark hair fanned across the pillow, eyes hooded with lust. I dragged one finger through her pussy and found her drenched.
The way her brain was wired would have any psychologist worried, but to me, she was perfect.
“I knew it,” I muttered, lightly running my finger back and forth between her legs as Stefany’s breathing increased in tempo. She pushed against my hand, releasing a low growl in her throat when I didn’t give her what she wanted. I chuckled, dragging my eyes from her beautiful face to watch as she squirmed on the bed. “So needy and ready for me. Does your pussy want my cock, baby?” I asked, grinding my hard dick where my fingers had been moments ago as she moaned.
“I know I should take my time with you. I know you deserve someone who would make love to you, give you something sweet and tender after what you’ve been through. But I can’t give you that. That’s just not us. My feelings for you are explosive and volatile, so I need to know if you can handle what I’m offering; my cock so deep inside you that you can barely catch your breath.”
I shifted to flick the pad of my thumb over her swollen clit, and she bucked her hips.
“Jake,” she panted, rolling her hips in search of my touch.
Swirling my middle finger around her wetness, I withdrew my hand and pressed it to her bottom lip as I said, “This is how I know you will never stop wanting me, Stefany. This…” I pushed my finger between her lips, nearly groaning as she sucked her arousal from it. “This is what the truth tastes like.”
Pulling my finger from her warm wet mouth, I returned it to her pussy, coating it again, and brought it to my lips, copying the long slow suck Stefany had done.
“And knowing I’m right has never tasted so sweet.”
Her breathy cry was loud as she arched into the mattress when I pushed two fingers inside her with my other hand. She'd been too transfixed watching me taste her to notice I'd silently moved between her legs. Curling my fingers, she moaned, dragging her nails up my arms to my shoulders and gripping tight.
“I’m going to fuck you wearing my college hoodie, a dirty little fantasy come to life. Then I’m going to take you into the shower, wash this beautiful body clean, and get it dirty again as I fuck you against the tiles. Only when you’re weak and sated will I let you sleep, baby. In my arms, naked, where you belong.”
I thrust my fingers in and out of her at an unhurried pace, just enough to excite her, build her up, but never allowing her to reach that peak she so desperately wanted as she tried to meet my strokes with upward flicks of her hips.
“Jake,” she pleaded. “Please let me come.”
“No,” I muttered, leaning down and sucking the bottom of her ear into my mouth and biting. “I want your first orgasm on my cock, not my fingers.”
“Then fuck me already.”
Her demand went straight to my aching dick, throbbing with desperation to be freed from my boxers and buried inside her.
Pressing my thumb back to her clit, I circled it slowly as I slid my free hand under the hoodie, up her stomach, to her breasts. Taking one of the little peaks between my fingers and squeezing hard, she cried out, head tilted back, and slammed her eyes shut.
Withdrawing entirely from her body, she sobbed, “You fucking bastard—”
Her outrage was cut short as I flipped her onto her stomach, grabbed her hips and dragged her back. Single-handedly, I tugged my boxers down my thighs and, in one smooth move, buried my hard cock inside her. Wet, warm, and so fucking tight, I didn’t give her any time to adjust to my size, drawing back to the tip and thrusting back in sharply.
Stefany buried her head in the pillow, her ass in the air as she cursed and gasped while I tightened my grip on her hips and continued to pump. Moving a hand to her ass, I kneaded the muscle, squeezing and releasing as I chanted her name. Grazing the middle of her ass, I slipped a finger between her cheeks and pressed down on the tight ring of muscle.
Stefany’s head snapped around, her eyes wide as she panted, “Get your finger away from my ass, or I’ll make you a eunuch faster than you can get a knuckle deep.”
“Trust me, baby, you’ll like it,” I said, pushing down harder and laughing as she tried to squirm out of my hold.
“Jake, that’s an exit ramp only. Get the fuck away from there and focus on making me come.”
Reluctantly, I moved my finger away and smacked the palm of my hand down hard on one of her ass cheeks. She jolted forward, a sob spilling from her mouth and into the pillow. A rush of warmth coated my dick as her pussy tightened around me.
Knowing the answer already, but having to check all the same, I asked, “Are you okay, baby? Is this okay?” Gently, I soothed the faint red mark rising on her skin, and she groaned, nodding her head against the bed. “Words, Stefany.”
“Yes,” she moaned. Again, I smacked my hand in the same spot three more times, rubbing the reddened skin between hits. Each time I was rewarded with a moan and her pushing up against me, her ass meeting my thighs as her needy cunt gripped me with vice-like strength.
