Outside this room, the world could be on fire and I wouldn’t care right now. I need this. I need orgasms.
He drops another on my breast and attacks my nipple with more bruising marks, sucking the wet gummy bear along with my hard nipple.
The gummy bears disappear with the saliva he smears across my flesh. As the last one is sucked, he inhales my pussy into his mouth, sucking my clit ferociously. My hips buck up, and my hands tug his hair at the root. His fingers and tongue circle gently and my body buzzes when he eats me slowly and sensually, running his tongue along my slit.
Throaty groans fly past my lips.
He growls at my pussy and the vibrations are blinding. I am so sensitive and excited that he coaxes another orgasm and as I’m coming, he clasps his hands around my thighs hard and sucks me until I thrash against his hold, losing control and pouring myself into his mouth.
He tastes every drop and swallows it happily. “Desperate and so fucking adorable.” The weight of him hovers above my relaxed form, he licks my cum off his lips, traces of it glistening on top of his nose. He pushes his tongue past my lips until I taste myself.
A noise resembling a thud from the far side of the door pulls our attention. We turn our heads toward it.
Fuck, I hope it’s not Milo or Lai.
A moment passes and it’s gone.
Panting in relief, we stare at each other. For a long second, we’re stuck in a trance, lost in the other’s undefinable gaze. Unsure what it means for the rest of the summer.
The soft amber light casting his sharp features enables me to see him in a different light yet I’m still unsure.
“I have a flight to catch.” He pulls away and puts his shirt back on. “See you soon.”
Pulling myself up to sit, I look at him in confusion. “What? But—”
“When I fuck you, you will acknowledge that.” He grabs his duffel bag from the table. “When I fuck you, you’d want everything I have to give you.”
“So why did you do this with me?”
“You needed to let off some steam and I didn’t want you to ask someone else.” He sincerely replies with a hint of playfulness.
I can’t believe this, the high I felt a moment ago is being replaced with sulkiness. “I’m not planning to sleep around,” I sneer.
“Next time I’ll buy you fruit roll-ups, you can wrap them around my dick.” His voice is still playful. “I don’t want to rush things when we do this. I want to take my time because I will break you, corrupt you, and put you back together piece by outrageously gorgeous piece.”
I take small breaths, oxygen seems to filter in slowly when he speaks like that. I’m too stunned to react which is a first for me. I lie here naked and somehow he made me feel so beautiful and powerful and so used all at the same time. I shouldn’t feel bad about it because I wanted to do the same to him but he outdid me.
“There you go,” he hands me a few photos out of his duffel bag. “They’re old but your mom is in all of them. I got it from my parents, they said you would like it.”
I gaze in awe when I see Mom’s wide smile in all of them. I always collect things that belonged to her; letters, photos,jewelry, and whatever I can find. They mean everything to me.
“Thank you.”
“One last thing.” He looks me dead in the eyes, his tone—cold, “You keep quiet. I know you’re smart and you probably figured it out. So keep it to yourself. No one can know and if you blurt it, I’d know it’s you and there will be consequences.” The murderous weight of his stare is so pronounced that I regret every part we shared tonight as short as it was, I wish I could undo it.
I watch as he steps outside, salutes me, and signals me to keep my mouth shut while he silently closes the door after him.
I fucking hate him.
Now, I have to bear his marks while he is gone.
Meadow
The whole drive is a blur.
The plane, the airport, the cab.
I have no idea where I am because the only person on my mind is Blakely. Fucking. Wilder.
