Page 29 of East (The Moral Compass 3)

“Don’t fucking say that, East. Not unless you really want to be fucking punished like a bad girl. Those words are not for now. I’ll tell you when to call me, sir.” His eyes have darkened, and it’s like a switch has just been triggered.Oops, what the hell have I done?

With a quick lift, he lays me out on the bed and steps back to admire my whole naked body. We’ve been naked together before, but him looking at me with those dark eyes makes me feel a little uncomfortable. A little self-conscious. A little scared.

“So, my little dynamite, you are going to open those legs for me really wide.”

I hesitate for a brief second. Okay, I have had sex a couple of times now, and each time has been different, but this is new. This is him being Zed. Bossy and tough.

“I said open your legs,” he repeats as he places his hand on my knees and lifts them up and opens them wide.

His stare is one of hunger. He looks like he could eat me alive and if I’m lucky, that’s what he’s going to do.

His head lowers, and with his strong tongue, he sweeps all the way through my folds until the tip of his tongue presses down firmly on my clit.Oh, hell. He feasts like it’s the Last Supper, licking and gently nipping. Then, I feel one finger slowly sliding inside. The sensation sends shock waves through my body. The intensity of his actions sets me on fire. Every nerve ending is alight. My back arches as he pushes in a second finger, and when he rubs my spot, I explode harder than I have ever come before. My whole body starts to shake, and I can’t keep in the pleasure as I let go and moan his name.

“Zed, yes, Zed. Oh, hell, Zed!”

Then, it happens. I feel wet,so wet, and I feel him speed up.

“Fuck my fingers, East. I want you to come again. Fuck them hard,” he demands as his fingers slam inside me. I don’t think I can come again so soon. I’ve only just come down from the first one. Then, he bites my clit. I feel the pain and then oh so much pleasure. His fingers push hard, and his thumb replaces his tongue on my clit as he flicks hard and fast. Then, the impossible happens.

My whole body cramps, and it feels like convulsions. I’m so far out of it, I don’t realise he’s moved until I taste myself on my lips. His kiss is hard and forceful as his tongue pushes its way into my mouth.

The tip of his dick tempting me at my entrance. I try to move to pull him in, but he shakes his head.

“I will give you it when I’m ready. Do you understand, East?” I nod in reply. I don’t think I can actually speak.

He pulls away, and then I feel my body being moved.

“Turn over.”

So, I do.

“On your knees.”

So, I do.

One single finger traces my spine, and then his hands land on my hips. His leg pushes open my legs. Without warning, he pushes himself in all the way.

“Argh, fuck, Zed, that…” I was going to say, “that hurt,” but he’s moving slowly in and out, and that pain has now gone. All I can feel is his solid dick pumping further in each time until I don’t think I can take any more of him.

“Grab the sheets, this might hurt, but only for a minute.” Oh, fuck, what is he going to do?

Thump, thump, thump.Each thrust is harder than the last. Each thrust forces me forward, but his grip on my hips never softens. His fingers dig in deeper. He pulls out and slams back in, pulling my hips back on to himself hard.

One hand leaves my hips, and I feel it in my hair. His fingers wind round, and he pulls. My head flies back up so that I’m now facing the mirror across from the bed.

“Open your eyes, East. I want you to watch yourself come.” I don’t think I can come again, but I open my eyes, and what I see is something else. So fucking hot. His huge rippling muscles flexing every time he moves. His biceps look bigger and, oh, fuck, it’s like watching someone else get fucked. I can’t help it; I feel my insides start to clench and throb. My knees shake, and my head wants to drop forward, but he’s holding it tight.

“Don’t close your eyes. Keep them open. Watch your pretty face when you come around my dick.”

Those dirty words send me over the edge. I ride back onto him, taking everything I can as my orgasm rips through me. I can’t keep quiet as I groan loudly.

I’ve not finished when he releases my hair and grabs my hips again, and in two violent slams, he comes with the most amazing sound ever: he groans my name.

“Fuuuck, East.”

My arms can’t support me any longer as I fall forward on to the pillows. My breathing is fast, and my whole body is still shaking.

The sensation of a warm soft cloth slides between my legs, and Zed’s hands gently stroke the globes of my backside as he cleans me up.

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