Page 60 of Against the Autumn Pines
“Good girl, now come here,” he said as he directed me where he wanted me. “Perfect. Slowly lower yourself down, thighs wide.”
I slowly sank down, only to stop when something poked my inner thigh. “Wyatt…” I mumbled, but he only chuckled and grabbed my hips.
“Don’t worry, Ember, I’ve got you.” He slowly moved my hips until the object he'd stuck to the floor hit my wet center, and then he kept pushing me down until the ridged object sank into my cunt. I let out a whimper as it stretched me, and the ridges ran over the walls of my pussy. “Fuck look at you go, your greedy little cunt eating our new toy up. I won’t lie, Ember, I was excited when you agreed to this one.”
That was when I realized what it was—a silicone monster dildo that suctioned to a solid base, like my wood floors. It was slightly curved with multiple ridges, the entire thing slowly expanding as you went towards the base.
“Wyatt,” I moaned.
“Perfect baby, fucking perfect. Now whenever you move around, maybe you’ll remember to hold still, because there is only one place I want you coming tonight. Do you know where that is?” he asked. I could hear the smug smile on his face; I didn’t even need to see it.
“On your cock,” I whimpered.
“That’s my good little whore.” His lips pressed against mine in a brief kiss before he pulled away and stood back up. “Now, mouth open. It’s time this pretty lipstick gets ruined.”
I eagerly opened my mouth again. This time though, when I tried to move closer to him, the ridges on the dildo hit the perfect spot, and I couldn’t help but grind against it.Then his cock was shoved down my throat, his hands in my hair, and my oxygen cut off, all in a matter of seconds.
“That’s perfect, just like that,” he muttered as his cock hit the back of my throat, again and again. He’d pull out just enough to shove it back to that same spot, but not enough for me to get a full breath in. My eyes started tearing up, drool was already running down my face, and every time he thrusted forward, he pushed me a little farther down onto the toy.
“Fuck me, I need to see you,” he growled, and just like that, the blindfold was off. I started blinking, my eyes adjusting to the small amount of light he had in the room now. He’d turned on the fairy lights I had along the ceiling of the living room, and it was just enough to see him, the shadows and small yellow lights playing off the contours of his body.
I let out a moan, and our eyes locked, my eyelids growing heavy as I was pushed closer and closer to the brink. I was too close to the edge; one wrong move would send me tumbling off, and he could see it.
“Not yet, Ember, don’t be a fucking brat right now,” he growled. “We’ll swap that toy for my cock, and the toy will go in your ass if you don’t listen.”
I felt myself blink a few times and whimper as my cunt sank further down on this damn monster cock. That comment just made me think he wanted me to fail, and I wasn’t sure I was far behind him in that thought process.
He slowly inched his cock out of my mouth, and I was finally able to suck in a full breath. His eyes locked with mine again, and he gave me the look, but I just returned a brief nod.
He pulled his shirt off, tossing it to the couch. Next were his jeans and boxers, leaving him in nothing but those silverballs pierced through the tip of his cock and the matching ones through his nipples.
I watched as he walked into the kitchen and came back with a knife, my eyes on the blade as he circled me a few times before kneeling down behind me and cutting the zip tie. My arms fell down to my sides, and he stayed kneeling, his fingers immediately starting to massage my arms down to my hands and fingers as feeling slowly came back, but he made no move to have me move off the dildo.
My eyes closed as his hands moved up my arms to my shoulders, his chest against my bare skin, his cock pressing against my lower back.
“Wyatt, please,” I whispered.
His hands came around my front, and before I could mutter any more words, his fingers dipped between my thighs, and he pinched my clit.
“Fuck!” I yelped, my head falling backwards against his chest and my cunt squeezing the dildo.
“I can only imagine how tight you’re gripping that monster cock right now. Such a fucking slut when it comes to having your pussy stuffed,” he muttered from behind me, his mouth gliding along my neck. He slowly released my clit, only to start rubbing slow, steady circles around it with his index finger. “Now, tell me what’s going on in your mind, Ember.”
“I-I-what?” I stuttered, my hands gripping his thighs as he scooted closer from behind me.
“Do you want to come?”
I nodded quickly.
“Good. You’ll get my cock as soon as you tell me what has you so worked up about tonight. It can’t be just because some other bitch sat in my lap. I kicked her off seconds after she sat down. I didn’t speak to her for more than twominutes, and it was only to tell her I’d been seeing someone—exclusively. It can’t be because I don’t want you fucking other people because I simply refuse to believe you want to fuck anyone else but me.”
My head was back against his chest still, and I tried to focus on his words instead of what was happening between my legs right now, but then he squeezed my clit again and leaned forward slightly, pushing me back down on the dildo again.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck Wyatt,” I cried out.
“I know, I know. Tell me what I want to know and it’ll be my cock taking its place and fucking you until you can’t see straight.” His fingers released my clit, only to slide down, his fingers framing where the dildo was pushed inside of me. His other hand came around my shoulders and rested at the base of my throat. “Why are you so upset?”
I squeezed my eyes shut as his hand started to move back to my clit.
