But I know what will happen. I’ll lose control.
“Are you thinking about sex?” Vera asks, suddenly causing me to snap my gaze to her. “I only asked because I am.” Her admission calms my erratic heartbeat.
“Yeah, I was actually.”
“Can we try?”
My body says yes, but my mind and heart say no. I want her, I do, but the way I want her would only end up with pain. I know it will. Even if I try to be gentle, to do things normally somehow, I know, I’ll lose control.
“Logan,” she pleads, moving over, so she’s straddling me. “I want you to feel good too. You gave me so much earlier, I have never experienced pleasure like that. Let me show you how good it can feel.”
Her wide eyes lock on mine, her mouth pouts playfully, and I can’t imagine anything other than feeding her my cock. She grinds on me slow and steady, earning her a growl of frustrated pleasure.
A giggle escapes her lips before she slides off me and heads to the door. Without warning, she opens it and races out onto the patio. I’m on my feet in seconds, but Vera is fast.
She runs into the dark, leaving me calling after her. I can’t focus, but I head out anyway, running toward the sound of her footfalls. I follow her, listening for more sounds as to where she’s going.
“Vera!” I call her, but all I get in return is a giggle that drifts over the trees, and I’m left in the darkness. I stop, stilling all movement as I listen, trying to tune my hearing into the forest where my girl has now decided it’s best to go running out into the night.
A few seconds later, I hear a crack of a branch and follow it. I know she can hear me, and I know she’s hiding somewhere in these tall trunks.
“Vera, if you don’t come out now, I’m going to whip you with my fucking belt, I swear to God.” My voice booms, bouncing against the trees. But even as I attempt to find her in the darkness, my cock is hard, it’s ready for her. Because the moment I find her, I’m going to give her a lashing, and then I’m going to impale her on my dick until all she can feel is me.
Another giggle, some rustling, and then I’m following her slight frame as it weaves amongst the trees. It’s as if she’s toying with my inner monster that’s hungry for her. I want to devour her cunt, her tits, I want to make her scream so loud.
I turn around and slam into her tiny body, forcing her to the floor of the forest. I’m on her in a second, pinning her with my much larger frame.
“Is this what you fucking wanted?” I growl, my hands gripping her arms so hard, I know I’m leaving bruises, but I’m lost to the pleasure of the scene. She whimpers and mewls as she tries to fight me off, but I’m bigger, and stronger.
“Please, Logan.”
Her plea means nothing to me as I reach between us to find her panties soaked. She’s wearing barely anything, and on the cold ground, I’m sure she’s freezing, but I can’t bring myself to stop. My fingers dip into her cunt, pushing two in as I finger fuck her hard and fast.
My cock presses against her, and I grind myself against the smooth flesh of her thigh. I know she can feel me because her eyes go wide. Her legs are still wiggling under me, and it only serves to make my cock harder.
My other hand finds her throat. My mind goes blank, and pleasure takes over as I squeeze the sides of her neck, staling her breath which only earns me more whimpers of pleasure.
Her cunt drips onto my hand as I make her take my fingers. Again, and again. I feel her pulse, her arousal coating both digits, and I’m tempted to see if she’ll accept them in her ass, but if I move, she’ll fight back and run.
“This is what makes your pretty cunt wet?” I question in a low growl. “You wanted me like this? A fucking monster?” My fingers move faster as her hips rise up to meet my violent thrusts.
“Oh god,” she croaks when I give her a short breath before squeezing again until I see her eyes roll back from my ministrations and lack of air.
The control I have over her is like a drug, and I need more of it. My body rocks against her as I feel her pussy tightening around my fingers and I hold her down, pinning her just like she asked me to and that’s when I feel her shudder.
She cries out through croaked words as she squirts all over my hand and arm. Her eyes close, but her lashes flutter as I release her neck and see her look up at me.