I push the shirt up over her glorious tits, jerk down her bra, and watch those babies bounce out like apples tumbling from the netted bag. I lift one to my mouth and suck the nip hard, so hard that my cheeks hollow out. Her knees buckle, and I move to catch her.
“God, that was...I didn’t know my breasts were so sensitive.” She’s half-delighted, half-abashed.
I kiss her on her rosy cheeks. “Let’s see what else is sensitive.” I move her away from the door, perching her on the edge of a thin hall table.
I move lower, my mouth finding the curve of her stomach, the tiny indent of her belly button. Her trembling intensifies the further south I go. I push down her pants, only far enough so I can see the juncture of her legs, allowing the knit fabric to bind her legs together. The cotton fabric of her panties is dark where her juice has soaked through. “Turned on, baby?” I finger the cotton lightly.
“Yes, damn it,” she chokes out. She wriggles her legs slightly, trying to get more freedom, but I like her bound and tight, exactly as I have her.
I slap her lightly on the ass. “Stop that.”
She stills immediately. “Did you just spank me?”
“Yes.” My fingers find her cunt again, rubbing over her underwear and watching intently as the dark spot spreads.
“I haven’t been spanked since I was a child.” She shakes her ass.
I slap it again.
She moans. “I shouldn’t like this.”
“But you do.” I rub her faster and harder. “And you like this too.”
Keeping my fingers on her sex, I catch her tit with my mouth. I suck hard, working a rhythm between her legs and her tits until her fingernails dig into my scalp. Her moans turn to tiny gasps, little cries, pants of pleasure. She doesn’t know if she wants to pull me off or hold me tighter. I press on, sucking on her swollen nipples, fingering her cunt through the underwear. Come for me, I command in my head. Come on my fingers. Soak my hand. Give it all to me.
Her body tenses. Under my touch, her pussy pulsates, quivering, convulsing. She explodes. A cry erupts from her mouth, her palms pressing hard against the sides of my head, her liquid pouring onto my fingers. I wrench the gusset aside and plunge my fingers inside of her tight, hot cunt. She screams and tries to maneuver away, but I hold her strong, one hand on her ass while my other hand thrusts into her juicy channel. The ripples of her orgasm flutter against my fingers. I keep advancing until she realizes there’s no mercy, no quarter. She gives in and lets the orgasm rip through her, pushing her over the edge. Fall in love? Nah, she’s going to be in love.
Hurriedly, I withdraw, ripping off my clothes, licking all of her juice off my fingers and then smearing the rest on my heavy cock. I give my shaft a hard, angry pull. I need inside of her like yesterday. I don’t know how I’ve held out this long. She’s mine, mine, mine. Primitive need drives out all rational thought. It’s only instinct now.
“You ready for this? ‘Cause I can’t wait another second. I’m going to have you, Kayla. I’m going to make you mine. Once I’m inside of you, you can’t look at another man, touch another man, smile at another man. You hear me? That’s what it means to be mine. If you have a problem with that, you better pull up your soaking wet panties and run away right fucking now.”
A snarl crosses my face. I probably look like a monster, the killer from the woods that’s come to stalk his prey, but there’s no going back for me. There’s no going back for her either, even though I said she could leave. She can’t. I’d run her down, tie her up, and keep her here in my cabin naked and restrained where she’d only be able to feed by my hand.
“Last chance,” I lie to her, and before she can answer, I rip off her panties and plunge inside of her.FourteenKaylaI gasp as Nathan thrusts all the way inside of me. I’m so wet he slides right in until he hits my innocence. My nails dig into his shoulders. The feeling is a mixture of both pain and pleasure. I’m overwhelmed but in a good way. This is all happening so fast. I barely got the words out that we could have this right now and he is all over me. The control I didn’t know he’s been fighting shatters.
“Kayla.” Nathan groans my name. “Shit.” He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. “I’m sorry.” He leans down and softly places kisses on my face. “I had no idea.”