Chapter 16 #2
In a second, he pulls back and turns me so that my ass is pointed out, my head hanging over the boards. "Alex!"
His big hand comes down with stinging force on my cheek, leaving a burning mark. He spanked me harder than I thought he would. I clench and squeal, but he ignores me, hitting the other cheek with equal force.
"Oh!” I grip his thigh. “Alex!”
He obviously isn’t hitting me full force. But his hits are startling, verging on painful. He slaps my ass again, harder this time. "Shhh, Freckles. Be a good girl and take it."
My mouth opens to protest but he keeps spanking me, making my ass so sensitive and no doubt bright pink. It's almost too much for me to handle. I grip the boards, tears pricking my eyes. Sitting down is going to be a problem later.
Then without warning, Alex's fingers tease my seam again. I gasp and try to escape it, but he's got me pinned.
"Widen your legs, Molls. You got the spanking. Now take the reward." His voice is low, distracted. I glance back and see him admiring his handiwork. Then he rips the leotard where it fastens; luckily it unsnaps, but he doesn't really seem to care either way.
I widen my legs and he rubs my pussy hard.
It's so close to my still-smarting ass that I yelp and writhe.
He stuffs two long fingers in my snug channel, stretching me, pulling an inarticulate sound from my lips.
My pussy is achy and hot; my clit throbs.
He pumps his fingers in and out of my pussy so roughly that it almost hurts. Almost.
But while I'm processing that thought, my clit throbs again, more insistently this time. I squirm and groan.
"Fuck yeah, baby. You like being manhandled, don't you?" He spanks me again. I grit my teeth, a whine escaping me. "You're going to come so hard all over my hand, aren't you? So hot."
As if to drive home his point, he presses his cock against my ass, heavy and erect. "Fuck yes. Oh my god," I whimper. "Alex..."
"You like that?" He pushes down his sweatpants to free his cock and presses his length into the crease of my pussy. "Fuccck. If you weren't a virgin, I'd fuck you right here, Freckles. Your pussy is hot and tight, trying to milk me for all I'm worth."
He shoves his fingers deeper and my eyes roll up in my head. I grunt or groan, I'm not sure which. All I know is that my clit aches fiercely, and it won't take much to set me off now. My orgasm is just out of reach.
Alex slides his thick cock along my damp pussy, groaning. "I'm not even inside you and it's already the best sex I've ever had."
"Alex," I moan. "I need more."
"I haven't forgotten you, baby." He pushes me forward, spreading my thighs wider, and thrusts again. I tense, and cling to the wall to keep myself from falling.
Then the fat head of his cock hits my clit. "Omgfff." I melt, all my nerve endings lit up and firing at once.
I can't even make words come out of my mouth right because Alex's cock starts hammering my clit as he thrusts like a fucking machine.
"Fuck, Freckles." He sounds terse, but I can't look at him. I can't even keep my grip on the wall. All I can do is take the pleasure that he's giving me. I’m near-boneless, and on the cusp of bursting into tears if I don't come soon.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he curses. A split second before my orgasm blinds me, I feel Alex spilling outside my pussy, thrusting for all he's worth.
His grip on my hips is bruising, but I don't care as I shatter, crying out, my pussy convulsing, my back arching, my eyes staring unseeing at the faraway ceiling.
When I float back down to reality, Alex is kissing my back, thrusting against me ever so slowly.
I try to catch my breath as his hand cups my still-raw ass.
At my hiss, he trails it up to my face, gently straightens my body, then turns me around.
I think for a second that he's done with me, but Alex presses against my body, kissing me worshipfully as our heartbeats slow.
I slide my hands into his hair and tug on his strands gently.
"That was amazing," I say, kissing his neck, nibbling his earlobe.
His arms slide around my shoulders and enfold me. "It was." He tips my chin up and kisses my lips. "It always is with you. It's better than I dreamed."
"You dreamed?" The orgasm I just had makes everything hazy and glowy. "About me?"
"Yeah, Freckles." He smiles at me. "But I could never do you justice."
I melt into his embrace. "It's really intense."
"Mhm." He sighs, kissing me again before pulling back and reaching down between my legs.
I stiffen, but he merely grasps the tiny fabric pieces and snaps them together.
"I can't let you walk around like this, no matter how much I'd like to.
If anybody else sees you freshly fucked, I'll have to kill them. "
I giggle and tug at his underwear, pulling them up and then putting his sweatpants back in place. He has a couple of wet spots on the dark gray material, but it's still not as bad as my outfit, which has cum all over the panties. More of his cum is painted on the insides of my thighs.
"I need to clean up," I lament.
"Later." He looks at me, his eyes flaring with what I think might be male satisfaction. "You have pants, I'm hoping."
"I do."
"Good. Let's get you dressed. I want to get home and take Gordie for a walk." His gaze wanders my body again. "I could use a hand in the shower, making sure I hit all the right spots."
I tilt my head. "You're psycho."
"Only for you." He offers me a hand and I take it. I won’t lie, my ankle is aching like hell as we skate back to where our things are. But it was worth it.
Huh. Looking back, I don’t think my ankle ached at all when I was busy being kissed by Alex. It seems like if I’m sufficiently distracted, I don’t feel pain.
With a little smile, I grip Alex’s hand, giddy. This guy really likes me. I like him right back.
And our future seems more certain than it was this morning. Heck, I’ll take that any day.