Chapter 23
Riah
I didn’t know how long I’d been running. I didn’t know if Korie was chasing me. I didn’t know where the fuck I was going. I didn’t even know if I still cared.
Had Korie and I really fucked that long?
I physically shook the images of her pounding into me from my mind and started to step forward to run again when the heavy crunch of steps and Korie’s breathy, raspy voice sounded behind me. She was close.
“Come on. Let me explain, baby.”
I pressed back against the tree trunk, slapping my hand over my mouth to muffle my whimpers.
“You know I’m going to find you. I know these woods and you can’t run forever.”
The sound of her steps stopped and I knew she was close. Not close enough to see me, but close enough that I could hear her heavy breathing. I looked all around me for a better place to hide, landing on a large bush a few feet in ahead.
I stayed silent, listening for any signs of her getting closer. There was nothing but the sound of my heart beating. Maybe she’d changed course. I lowered down to my hands and knees. Sticks and jagged stones bit into the skin of my palms, but I moved forward as quietly and quickly as I could.
When I reached the bush, I dropped to my stomach and crawled under. Branches tugged and scratched against my exposed thighs. I cursed myself for not putting on anything else but a t-shirt.
As soon as I was fully settled and covered, the footsteps sounded again. Slowly crunching over dead leaves and debris that littered the forest floor. I tried to keep my breath even and every inch of my body still.
“When I catch you, I’m gonna spank that delicious ass, wrap my hand around your throat and fuck you until you can’t speak anymore. Would you like that, baby?”
My traitorous body reacted. My clit swelled and thumped between my legs. I could feel wetness gathering, preparing my pathetic, needy pussy for her. I tried to adjust, but the second my thighs parted, cool air sent icy shocks to my bare, dripping center.
“You must be close,” Korie taunted. “I can smell that pretty, perfect pussy dripping for me.”
What the fuck…how did she know?
“Oh, Riiiiahhh,” she sang. “Am I getting closer?”
She was definitely closer. It was like she was whispering in my ear. She must’ve been within eyesight, but I was too afraid to look.
She went silent for a moment. I was holding my breath for so long that I thought I would pass out.
“Do you hear my voice? Right…behind you?”
A firm grip tightened around my ankles. Loose twigs and branches scraped over the entire front side of my body as I was viciously dragged from under the bush. I dug my nails into the dirt, desperately trying to crawl my way back, but she was too strong.
I was caught. Helpless. Completely at her mercy. Completely fucking turned on. Completely fucking demented.
The dragging stopped. The weight of Korie’s body landed on me. One hand grabbed my wrists and pinned them over my head while the other slapped my ass with a single, firm spank. I yelped, my lips brushing over the dirt under me.
“There you are,” she panted into my ear.
She stayed still, holding my hands over my head as the side of my face pressed into the dirt. We both lay there, panting and exhausted.
“So what’s it gonna be, Riah? You gonna open up for me, hmm? Gonna let me fuck all that stress away and explain why it is that I need you so bad?”
My breath caught. My pussy clenched.
“Need…me?”
She ground her hips into my ass and I pushed back on instinct.
“So bad, baby. That’s why I did all of this. Let me show you.”
“And if I tell you to let me go?” I spat back, thrashing under her. It was weak. We both knew it held no threat.
“If you say no to me fucking that sweet cunt of yours…then I’ll let you go. I’ll disappear. Leave you alone. You can live your life.”
“How would I know if you’re lying?”
“You won’t.” Her free hand trailed down my thigh. “But tell me…the way I make you feel…” She trailed closer to my center and I didn’t stop her. “Does it feel like a lie?”
I bit into my lip and clenched my fists still restrained over my head, trying to scrounge up the last bit of resistance or fight I had left in me.
“Does it feel wrong?”
Sort of.
“Does it feel like I’d hurt you?”
Yes, but in the way I want.
“How about this,” she started. “For every stroke, I’ll give you a piece of information, hmm? Then you can decide if you trust me. If you wanna leave me. How’s that sound?”
Oh, fuck it.
I struggled, spreading my legs apart as much as I could under her weight.
“Is that a yes?” She chuckled.
I wanted to fucking punch her.
“Yes.”
Not letting go of my wrists, she maneuvered her knees between mine and pushed my legs apart. The first swipe of her finger sent chills down my spine. I arched into her.
“Fuck. Dripping for me. Did our little chase turn you on?”
“I thought I was getting information, not you being fucking annoying,” I barked.
My skin stung where she swatted my ass. “You’re lucky I love a brat.”
She got right to business, only circling my clit and teasing my entrance for a few seconds before shoving two fingers deep inside me.
I immediately clenched around her, pulling against my restrained wrists.
She stayed inside me as she leaned down to my ear, delivering the first piece of information.
“I’ve loved you for as long as I’ve known you,” she confessed.
There was a weight to her words, like she’d just let go of something she’d been carrying her whole life. It made my need for her grow.
Before I could respond, she was pulling out again and thrusting into me again. The impact hit me so hard, my body scooted forward, scraping my exposed nipples on the forest floor.
“I always tried to get you to notice me. Every time I came over. Every late-night movie. Late night talk.”
My heart squeezed as I remembered the sweet moments between us. Laughing and talking until the early hours of the morning.
She slammed into me again.
I felt fuller. Tighter. And so fucking good. I realized she’d pressed three fingers inside of me. I squirmed, trying to push up onto my knees and arch into her further. But she pushed me back down with her hips, holding her fingers inside.
“I think you did notice me, but you were afraid of being the annoying little sister. I was also afraid of freaking you out, making Edward and Sadie mad or worse…pissing off Eddie and losing my best friend.”
So she was worried about the same things I was.
As her strokes came faster, her confessions spilled quicker and easier. I didn’t get a second to breathe between each, let alone a chance to respond.
Stroke four. “When you left, it broke me.”
Five. “I kept tabs on you. Built myself into someone successful so you’d be proud to be on my arm one day.”
Six. “But my little crush boiled into obsession.”
Seven. “Seeing you with other people made me jealous, but it fueled me.”
Eight. “When you came back, I had to drive you straight into my arms and show you how good we’d be together. How I could protect you and love you how you deserved.”
She fucked me through the entire next confession, her thrusts growing more frantic.
“It was all me, baby. Everything. The whole time. And you ran straight to me, just like I wanted. Finally mine.”
My pussy clenched with her last words. At that point, my head was swimming. I was so overcome with forbidden pleasure that I didn’t dare ask her to stop. I didn’t want her to stop. I wanted to hear every confession. I wanted to feel every inch of her. Know every inch of her.
It didn’t matter how sick and twisted it was…Maybe I was the same. Every word she said didn’t just push me closer to my climax; it pushed me closer to the truth.
Just as I was about to fall over the edge, Korie paused. I whimpered in protest.
“If you’re a good girl and are honest with me, I’ll let you come, okay?”
I nodded.
“I need to hear you say it, baby.”
“Yes,” I yelped. “I’ll be honest.”
She picked up the pace again. My head slumped onto the floor. My eyes rolled back into my head. Pleasure washed over me.
“You like being close to me, yes or no?”
“Yes,” I answered in a desperate moan.
“You like it when I take care of you?”
“Yes…yes, so much.”
“You’ve fantasized about being mine, even before coming home.”
“Yes, so many times. Since we were kids.”
“So good, princess. One more question and I’ll give you what you need, no matter what your answer is.”
“Mhmm,” I whimpered, desperate for release.
“Even after all this…after finding out it was me who stalked and watched you, you still want to be mine. Yes or no?”
“I-” I clenched violently around her fingers, my orgasm so close that it threatened to tear me from the inside. But it was more than that, I realized. More than just my climax trying to rip from my body. It was the truth. The dirty, fucked up, psychotic truth.
“Yes!” I screamed. “I want to be yours. I’ve always wanted to be yours!”
In a fluid motion, Korie pulled her fingers from me, flipped me over and slipped inside me again. I propped up on my elbows, looking down to see her thrusting four fingers into my needy, soaking cunt. She hooked a finger under my chin, pulled my gaze to hers and fucked me harder.
“That’s my good girl. You’re all mine now. Say it.”
“I’m yours! I’m all fucking yours,” I screamed. I leaned forward, hooking my hand around her neck and pulling her towards me until our foreheads slammed together. “And you’re all fucking mine.”
“All yours, princess. Now, do you wanna take it all? You think you can do that for me?”
My eyes widened at the implication, but a fire roared inside me. I’d never done it, but I absolutely wanted to.
I nodded, leaning back and opening up wider for her as she adjusted, adding her thumb in with her fingers. She slowed her pace, fucking me gently as she squeezed her whole hand inside of me. The stretch was intoxicating. The sting addicting.
“Feels…so…good,” I cried.
Gradually picking up the pace, she pumped her fist inside me. My whole body was taken over. I was nothing but a vessel of pleasure. A wave of heat. A cloud, floating high off into the air. So full I thought I’d burst, but surely die if she stopped.
“That’s it, baby. So good. Look how good you are. Look how beautifully you stretch around me. Now come for me. Give me what’s mine.”
I pulled her lips to mine as the most intense orgasm I’d ever had ripped through me. She swallowed down all of my cries and didn’t stop until I collapsed back onto the forest floor.
I melted down into the dirt but felt like I was floating on a cloud of warmth. Tender, soft kisses trailed up my neck and to my lips. Strong, sturdy arms wrapped around me and lifted me into the air.
“Relax, baby. I’ve got you,” she whispered over my skin. “I’m here. Always right here.”