Page 31 of Break Me
“That’s okay, baby,” I tell her, standing up and yanking her around, then turning her so she’s facing the couch. I push her down on it, so she’s on all fours. My fingers twine in her hair, yanking her head up. “I just wanna fuck you too.”
One hand still in her hair, I undo my belt with the other and shove down my jeans and my boxers until they’re on the floor next to her bra. I nudge her knees apart, press my hand on her low back, arching her ass up higher.
I don’t touch her where she wants me to, only look my fill, making her anxious. Making her wait.
“That’s a nice pussy you have, baby. But I’m not sure that’s really where I wanna be right now.” I bring my finger to the puckered flesh of her ass, spreading her legs wider. She tenses, trying to look back at me, but my other hand is still in her hair.
I circle around her back entrance, waiting for her to stop me. To say no.
Instead, she puts her head down on the arm of the couch and I let go of her hair. She forces her ass up higher, arching into my touch.
I laugh. “That’s it, baby. It’ll only hurt a little.”
I run my whole hand down her slit and back up to her ass, lubricating her with herself. And then I bring my cock to her hole, spreading her ass with my fingers, gently pushing into her. I’m not really sure I’m going to fit without lube and I have no idea, judging by how fucking tight she is, if she’s ever done this before. But she spreads her legs wider, given me easier access and a better view.
I push a little harder and she whimpers, but doesn’t tell me to stop.
My cock is fucking throbbing. It’s been a few weeks since I fucked Riley and that was the last time I hooked up with anyone, having to follow her and Caden here.
I push the tip in, spreading her wider still, and good God her ass is like a vice grip around my dick.
“You ever done this before?” I ask her, trying to keep my voice even.
She nods her head Yes, a gasp escaping her lips.
Fuck him, whoever he was. I wish I hadn’t fucking asked.
I bring my fingers to my mouth and wet them, tasting her as I do, and I run them around the edge of her hole, trying to lubricate her more. She moans, and I see her legs shaking.
I press in more, pausing and letting her adjust to the feel of me inside of her. She’s breathing hard, and I press further, slowly. Then a little more, and a little more, until I’m all the way in.
She’s gasping, her head thrown back, blonde hair spilling down her sexy back. I have to shove down the thoughts in my mind trying to get me to think about who else has seen her like this.
I grip her hair in my hand, hard, and start riding her, bringing my other hand around her waist, to her clit, the pad of my thumb circling her wet pussy.
“Fuck,” I groan, thrusting in and out, the sound of her ass hitting my hips growing louder and louder as I pound into her.
“Benji,” she moans, and I pull her hair harder, and my name dies on her lips. She can’t talk like this, and I rub her faster, then stop, pushing two fingers into her cunt.
“You like that?” I ask her as she clenches, groaning. “You like being filled up, don’t you, Princess? Not Daddy’s little girl anymore, are you?”
She’s panting, and I loosen my grip on her hair, wanting to hear her say my name again. To remind her this is me, and not whoever the fuck else did this with her.
She doesn’t disappoint me.
She moans my name, over and over and over, and I’m about to fucking explode when I slip my fingers out of her pussy and reach back around to her clit, wanting her to come before I do.
I slow down my pounding of her ass and I feel the climax building as every muscle in her body tenses and then she lifts her head up and moans my name again, louder than before, half-pleasure, half-pain.
When she’s done, I grab her shoulder, slamming her onto my cock over and over and over until I come, too, spilling into her, my hand going around her to her breast, grabbing a handful as I finish inside of her.
When I’m done and slowly pull out, we both collapse on the couch, me on top of her, my chest against her back. I shift my body so all of my weight isn’t directly on her.
She’s heaving beneath me and I’m breathing hard, too.
I brush her hair out of her face and kiss her neck.
“You still wanna see a movie?” I ask her quietly.
I feel her shoulders shake as she laughs beneath me. “No,” she answers, a little breathless.
I can’t stop the stupid smile on my face. “Thank fuck.”
