Buttons and Shame (Buttons 4)

“Fuck, you’re so wet.” He shoved himself the rest of the way, his cock hitting me deep inside.

Now he knew my objections were weak and my body really wanted this. I wished I didn’t want him as much as I did. It wasn’t normal, not after everything I’d been through. But my body still came to life when a beautiful man touched me the right way.

Cane held his face above mine and slowly began to rock into me, his length sliding through my fluids. He thrust his hips and hit me deep inside before he pulled out again, slowly enjoying my body.

My breathing quickened, and my heartbeat turned erratic. My nails dug farther into his skin, and I pulled him closer to me, wanting his chest to rub against my tits as he rocked with me. I was pinned underneath him with my legs stretched wide, but I would never be open enough to take that big package.

Cane closed his eyes for a moment, a deep moan escaping from the back of his throat. When he opened his eyes again, he wore a strong smolder. His gaze burned into mine, and the pleasure radiated in his look. He was enjoying every part of me, savoring every inch.

My hands moved to his shoulders, and I felt his muscles shift under the skin. My nails clawed at his back, and my hips slowly started to rock with him. Soon, I matched his pace, taking his length at the same speed he gave it to me.

The corner of his mouth rose into an arrogant smile, and he rocked a little harder. “Yes.”

He’d made me come before, but all those other embraces weren’t nearly as intimate as this. Now he was deep inside me, his length causing my pussy to contract with pleasure. My hands slid down his back until I reached his ass. I pulled him deeper into me, wanting more of his length at a quicker rate.

Cane leaned farther over me and deepened the angle, the head of his cock hitting a new sensual place. He got the headboard going, and the sweat formed on his back. “I’m gonna give you so much of my come.”

That shouldn’t arouse me, but it did. I wanted that heavy seed inside me, his seed. Every time Tristan fucked me, I felt dirty. Now I felt dirty, but in a good way. Shivers ran down my spine, and my body tightened in preparation for the upcoming explosion. I could feel it in the beginning stages, even when it was small. Slowly, it built up to a crescendo, releasing with a powerful wave that nearly took my breath away. “God…” I hated myself for enjoying this. I hated my body for betraying me. I hated Cane for bringing my body to life when I thought it was dead.

“Fuck.” Cane moved harder into me, his breaths coming out as grunts. He watched me come with the same heat on his face, and after a few pumps, he hit his threshold too. He shoved himself hard inside me, burying himself to the hilt, and then released. “Bellissima…” He locked eyes with me as he dumped everything deep inside me, filling me like a gas tank in a car. He topped me off until my pussy could no longer contain his length as well as his seed. It seeped out of me, dripping down my ass like the rest of my arousal. He dug one hand into my hair and gave me a hard kiss on the mouth, breathing roughly into me as the ecstasy swept over him.

When we were both finished, I felt him slowly soften inside me. I was tired and satisfied, and not the least bit disturbed by what happened between us. My feelings for him were inexplicable, but I couldn’t evaluate my mental state on my own.

He brushed his lips against mine before he pulled his semihard dick out of me. I could feel his seed slowly seep to my entrance, warm and heavy. “There’s plenty more where that came from, sweetheart.”

18

Cane

I woke up the next morning with a beautiful woman all over me. Her arm draped across my waist, and her leg was hooked around mine. Her hair was all over the place, across my chest and over my cheeks. Her tits pressed into my side, round and firm with nipples that were soft since she was still asleep.

I looked down at her and stared at her cute nose and thick lashes. With high cheekbones and full lips, she was absolutely perfect. I loved watching her moan underneath me. I loved feeling her tight pussy clutch my cock when I made her come. I couldn’t believe I waited so long to have her.

Never should have allowed that to happen.

Now that I could have her whenever I wanted her, I wanted to turn her over and fuck her from behind. I wanted to see that beautiful ass and the small muscles of her back. Her brown hair would cascade down to her waist, and I would fist it and tug on it.