CHAPTER 45 #3
The shake of her head is small. She buries her face into the mattress and makes unintelligible sounds, and I change to long, languid strokes that end with me buried as far inside her body as I can go.
I spread her legs wider and wedge myself deeper. My next thrusts have her crying out.
Yeah, this is what my woman wants.
I begin speeding them up, until I’m rutting and pistoning my hips, fucking her so thoroughly that she turns her face and gasps, crying out my name on an exhale.
We also move up the bed to the point we near the end of the mattress. I curl my arms under hers and cage her there, pinning her down and essentially taking away her ability to move.
Lily goes mindless when I do. Her words are utter nonsense, but full of pleasure.
“What fantasy is going through that little mind of yours, Lil’? What is it that you imagine happening but won’t put voice to? Hmmm…”
She again hides her face into the mattress.
“There’s nothin’ you could say that I wouldn’t give you. Except another man. So what is it? Do you imagine getting strapped down? Ravaged? Being utterly powerless? What if I hunted you in the dark? Ran you down into a pile of dirt and muddy leaves—is the danger or the force you like?”
The moan is full on this time. She’s muffling it, but oh, how it sounds like a rock ballad to my fuckin’ ears. I hit on whatever it is she fantasizes about, and I intend to do every one of those things until I know which ones she loves the most.
“Can you picture it, Lil? You’re running for your life and being caught and fucked?”
Her pussy grips my cock in a stranglehold and coats my dick with how wet she is. The more I flame this fantasy, the wetter she gets.
“What if I threw you down and ripped the clothes from your body. Would you fight me? Or would you let me rut into this tight cunt and claim this pussy for my own?”
Her head snaps to the side. The hitched inhale proceeds, her breathy, “Oh my fucking God, Finn!”
I check in with her.
“You good, baby?
She whispers back. “Oh fuck, don’t stop.”
“I won’t. I’ve got you. We’re gonna ride out this fantasy together, aren’t we, baby?”
“Yes.”
“That’s it, woman. Let me see what lives inside that head of yours.
There isn’t anything you could say or show me that I wouldn’t welcome with open arms. I want to know this mind and this body in every way I can.
So if it’s to be a naughty fucking filthy girl, you’re gonna let down those walls and let me explore, aren’t you? ”
Another moan.
“Is that a yes?”
“Jesus! Yes.”
“Good.” I pound into her and revel in her cries for more.
“Oh my fucking Godddd. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Uh… Finn.”
Her responses aren’t calculated or an act. This is Lily, out of her mind and indulging in her physical desires. Her brain has finally turned off.
“You’d hear me unbuckling my belt, wouldn’t you, baby?” I withdraw and ram myself back inside and swivel my hips.
“Jesus! Yes, yes, I hear it.”
“Yeah, you do. And then just like this. I’d force your legs apart and make your pussy accept me whether you wanted it or not. Isn’t that right?”
“Holy fuck, Finn!”
I use every bit of my strength to give her what she needs, using my knees and the mattress to force my cock so deeply that her pussy won’t be the same tomorrow. Because that’s what I want. To rut, and mark, and fuck her so thoroughly, she’ll never forget this moment or me.
She’s crying out now, actual fucking tears are on her cheeks, but it’s purely an emotional release, and letting go of something she’s probably held in for years. Showing me a part of herself she most likely never showed another soul.
The harder I fuck her, the louder she gets. She’s so close. I can feel the grip she’s got on me. The walls of her sweet cunt tightening and squeezing me in a death grip.
“I’m gonna come. Can you feel me about to spill inside you? Going to breed this pussy and mark you as mine.”
The words work like a trigger on a gun being pulled.
Her orgasm hits like a shockwave, her cunt clamps around my cock, and a shudder rolls through her.
Her walls grip me for all they’re worth.
The sensation goes straight to my balls, and I follow her down the rabbit hole and let the fantasy take me over the edge.
“Lil’, Lil’, Lil’. Goddamn, woman. Yeah, so fucking good.
” Her name is like a prayer, falling over and over from my lips as I ride out the ripples of pleasure pulsing through my body.
It’s dark and heady, and fucking perfect because we just tore down walls and got to the heart of something.
And she trusted me enough to take us there.
A hunter and prey kink that gives me a wealth of future fantasies to explore.
And even though my cock is fucking spent, I can’t wait to dive into another one with her.
I move off to the side, but also turn her and pull her onto my chest. She hides her face at first in the crook of my neck. Letting my hand roam over her back, I let her feel as much of my skin as she can to ground herself.
“Fuck. I don’t know where that came from,” she whispers.
“Same place our dreams do. Nothing to be ashamed of.”
“Says you.”
“Lily, I’d be more than happy to explore the fantasies going on up here.
” I point to my own head. “Don’t for a minute think they’re not as dark or as dirty, because they are.
Maybe even more so. And you know what? I don’t give a fuck.
They are what they are. I am who I am. You are who you are.
The more we try to hide it and deny it, the less true we are to ourselves, to each other. ”
“The things you say, Goose.”
“What?”
“They, just, you know…? Kind of wreck me sometimes.”
“Just sometimes.”
“Yeah.” She’s quiet for a moment. Then she looks up at me with a devastating expression, and her blue eyes hold mine. The words she voices next spill from her as if they’re a confession. “Sometimes they also make me feel completely normal and whole.”