“Say it,” he repeats harshly and his free hand slaps my ass. The shot is hard, leaving my cheek burning.
“I’m your slut,” I manage to gargle around his fingers. I cough as I try to get out the rest and Maximo seems to finally take mercy on me, withdrawing his fingers completely. “You can be as rough as you want with me,” I tell him, breathless.
My chest heaves and I have to rest my forehead against the cool glass of the window. Once again, my eyes move over Winter but it’s hard to concentrate on her as Maximo spreads my cheeks apart.
Spit lands on my hole a moment before Maximo is slamming into me. My head thumps against the glass and I take a deep breath as Maximo’s dick stretches me. Even dry, the pain isn’t as bad as it used to be, back then it was almost unbearable.
Now, I know how to breathe through the pain, how to take pleasure in the brutality. And when Maximo’s precum slickens me up further, that’s when the fireworks start.
He works his way into me slowly, withdrawing with a soft hum before slamming right back into me. I latch onto the windowsill so hard I can feel the paint embedding underneath my fingernails.
“Now, my little soldier, look at the source of your jealousy while I fuck you and tell me if you think you really have something to worry about,” he bites out as he starts to pick up his pace. For a second, the words sound close to comforting, or at least as comforting as Maximo can be.
As if he wants to reassure me that I have nothing to worry about.
So I listen, focusing my gaze on Winter as moans slip past my lips.
She’s just lingering in the shallow end of the pool, not moving one way or the other. I’m almost convinced she doesn’t actually know how to swim. Her back is to us but her head is tilted back slightly and it appears as if her eyes are closed as she soaks in the sunlight.
Maximo’s hand wraps around my dick and he gives a long, forceful tug that has my eyes falling closed.
“I said watch her, soldier.”
My eyes open no matter how much they want to fall closed as Maximo continues to fuck me into oblivion.
Winter’s head tilts to the side before she turns around and then her gaze is on me, on us. I can’t quite make out her facial expression but as another moan falls from my lips, I know that she has to be aware of what’s going on. Even if she can’t see Maximo completely, the way his thrusts continue to bang me into the window makes it clear what is happening.
Maximo’s hard, warm chest presses into my back and his thrusts become more forceful. “Look at her. I bet she’s getting wet watching us, knowing that I’m giving you something that she'll never have.”
My hips shift to meet the glide of his hand around my cock and I can feel my orgasm right on the brink. Winter continues to watch and her stare only ramps up the intensity.
Maximo forces his hips into my one last time, just as his nail scrapes across the head of my dick and I explode. My vision goes white, my legs lose the ability to keep me standing, and when I hit the ground with a resounding thump, I don’t even care because the bliss of my orgasm makes it feel as if I’m in heaven.
I suck in deep breaths of air, throwing my arm across my forehead as I try to come back to myself.
Heat engulfs my body as a soft weight is pressed against my chest. I lazily open my eyes to find Maximo hovering over me with a Cheshire grin. “I hope you enjoyed that orgasm because it’s the last one you’ll be having for a while.” His lips brush against mine and I’m too weak to try to follow them when they pull away. “There has to be a punishment for your insecurity after all.”