Don't Tell (Don't 1)

“You should be fucked hard for wearing this dress to Bottoms Up.” He grinned devilishly. He yanked on my panties and threw them on the floor.

I nodded. “I should.”

“What if something had happened to you?”

I shook my head. “But it didn’t. You were there.” I wrapped my hands around his neck.

His fingers rounded behind me and I froze. He pressed at my rosebud. His eyes grew hungry. “Shit, Kaitlyn. I want this too. You’re so tight.”

He pushed a finger inside me and I felt an entirely new sensation of fire that spilled through me. God, it felt good to have him play with that forbidden zone.

“I’ve never,” I whispered. I bucked into the motion.

“Never?” he groaned, probing further.

I whimpered. “No.”

“Do you think I can make you come just from doing this?” He withdrew his finger and began pumping it in and out of my ass.

I clenched. I clawed at the bed. I moaned, wanting it deeper. Wanting more. I wanted something in my pussy too.

I nodded, knowing I was going to come fast. There was too much want. I had too much need for this man.

“Please, Cole. Please,” I begged.

“What do you want, baby?”

“Fuck me too.” My voice was raspy. I clung to the bed, lifting my hips in the air.

He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a condom. It was the longest ten seconds of my life while I waited for him to roll that thing on his glorious cock.

He pressed the tip at my entrance as he sank his thumb at my ass and simultaneously slammed into me.

I groaned with the pleasure. There was a new fullness. A new awareness of my body I’d never had before.

“You shouldn’t have gone there tonight,” he grunted.

“I know. I know.”

He sank into me and I bowed off the bed.

“Tell me you won’t do it again.” He pushed his thumb all the way inside me and I tried to hold him steady. I was stretched and filled. I loved it. My nerves were sparking inside me.

“I won’t.” I shook.

His breath was ragged as he pumped in and out, fucking harder and fiercer. We were on a wild ride. One that was taking up a steep and rocky cliff.

My body started to shake. I was quivering and gasping.

“Cole,” I cried. “Oh God.”

“Never do it again, baby. You’re mine,” he growled, filling me with a forceful thrust. “Say it.”

“Yes. I’m yours.”

I fell off the cliff first. I exploded around him. I was his. I didn’t care if he thought this was just a one more night thing, it wasn’t. I knew it. And he knew it. He fucked me like this was what we both wanted tonight and the next.

“Fuck,” he groaned pumping faster.