My breath shudders in. I swallow. “Because it’s humiliating,” I admit. That’s really what makes me squirmy and fearful. Not that he’d actually hurt me. Not that he’d take things too far—he’s proven he won’t. But that I’m surrendering to him, and I’m not sure he’s worthy of my vulnerability.

He bites my ear. “We already hold each other’s humiliations, Pink. We own each other’s secrets.”

I pant beneath him, my pussy wet, the bulge of his cock pressing against my bare ass. I close my eyes, the sensations too much. The intensity of his gaze on me way too exposing.

“You already have my humiliation. You saw me get my ass beat in front of the goddamn neighborhood. Your presence next door is a daily humiliation to my dad. To my family.”

He doesn’t mention that he witnessed mine with Brumgard, too, which I appreciate. That incident has no place creeping into this moment.

“So I’m going to keep spanking this ass as much as I want to, Pink. And I know it turns you on, because you’re dripping wet.” He shifts his cock away from my ass and slides a couple fingers over my slit.

I gasp.

He’s right. I’m soaked. I didn’t even know it was possible to be so wet. Had no idea what my body would do to ready me for sex.

Not that I’m having sex with him.

He slaps me again, but it’s not as hard, like he’s taking mercy on me, or modulating the intensity until he’s sure I’m into it. “The way I figure it, you owe me your humiliations, Pink. And I’m going to take all of them, one by one, until you’re stripped bare to me.”

A shiver runs down my thighs.

I hear the rustle of his pants and I turn around to see him pulling out his cock. “I’m not going to fuck you with it, Pink,” he says immediately, like he knows I might freak out again. “You’re going to push those sexy thighs tight together and I’m going to run my cock right over your pretty little slit until we both come.”

Holy. Crap.

I am so in over my head, and yet it all feels so available. So necessary. My body doesn’t require instruction. It already knows this is a total go for me.

“Got it?” he says. He’s speaking his normal language of alpha-hole, but I realize he’s actually waiting for a green light.

“Yeah,” I breathe.

“Good girl.”

I don’t know why I like it when he says that, except that maybe I am always trying to be the good girl. Thought I was one until the accident.

He rubs his cock down the seam of my ass, then slides it between my thighs, as promised. The velvety steel glides over my entrance and past it, sending shivers of pleasure down my legs. It feels better than his fingers.

He shudders. “Fuck. Way too dangerous,” he says.

I’m not entirely sure what he means—maybe that he might actually slide in. Or that he won’t be able to hold back. He pulls back and spits on his hand, rubs it over his cock and thrusts between my upper thighs. “You keep these real tight for me, Pink. Can you do that?” His voice sounds deep and gravelly. A little desperate.

“Yes.”

He pulls my hips back and cups my mons from the front, exactly the way I hold myself when I masturbate. I moan and rub against him while he fucks my inner thighs in the area I can squeeze them tightest.

“Fuck, Pink,” he curses. I like the way his voice breaks, like he’s losing control. He slides a finger in me, but I don’t think he can concentrate on both of us at the same time. His breath is ragged. After a moment, he pulls back and slaps my ass. He drags my panties off my legs and spanks me again. “Spread your legs, Pink. Wide as you can.”

I do it. He grips both my asscheeks and spreads them wide. I never could’ve expected what happens next. Never knew it was a thing. He runs his tongue from my pussy to my anus.

I scream and try to move but he’s holding me in place. “Cole! You can’t do that. Ohmygod, please!” I’m embarrassed. Totally insecure and very, very turned on. It feels amazing and so, so wrong.

He lifts his head, but it’s only to deliver three hard spanks to one cheek, then he lowers and licks again, circling my anus with his tongue. I whimper, my legs trembling too much to even hold me up.

“I’m going to fuck you here some day,” he promises, voice thick. He rubs my back hole with his thumb. “It will be part of your punishment.”

“No,” I whimper, but I’m about to combust. Excitement trembles everywhere. Flames lick my core.

“Yes, Pink. And you’re going to love it. You can’t lie to me about that. I taste your juices.”

Tags: Renee Rose Wolf Ridge High Fantasy
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