His hands fisted at his sides as his chest rose and fell with heavy breathing.“I don’t care,” he snarled, and I backed up.
He stalked back toward me, planting a hand on either side of my head, caging me against the tree.His eyes were wild, and I thought maybe I had been wrong.Perhaps I should be scared of him.
“I fucked a stripper last night,” he said more calmly, although his eyes didn’t change.
I winced.Why would he tell me that?
“I let her suck me, then bent her over a bar and fucked her hard.Pounded into her wet cunt like a man possessed.”
I closed my eyes, wishing I could unhear this.Images I didn’t want in my head.The pain that came with it was unbearable, and I hated that, after all this time, he affected me this way.That I cared.
His hot breath was on my neck, and I stiffened.“And when I shot my load into the condom,” he said in my ear, “it was your name I shouted.Yours.And it wasn’t the first time I’d done it.”
Oh God.My eyes opened to see him run a finger along my neck as he studied it.
“I came so hard, thinking about you,” he whispered.“I always do.”
Why was this turning me on?What was wrong with me?The tingle between my legs meant I was as deranged as him, apparently.I was struggling to breathe.
His gaze moved up my neck, pausing at my mouth before meeting my eyes.
“Did that make you wet, little Songbird?”
I shook my head.I wasn’t admitting that.
A wicked smirk curled his lips.“Liar.”
I shook my head again, but when he shoved his hand down the front of my leggings, my knees buckled, and a cry escaped me.His long middle finger slid between my folds easily as he grabbed my waist and held me up.A dark, pleased laugh came from him.
“I stand corrected.Not wet.Soaked.”
I closed my eyes, unable to look at him.He was right.I was a terrible person.
His finger met my entrance, and he thrust it inside me.
“AH!”I screamed and grabbed his arms.
“Jesus Christ, how is it still so tight?”His words sounded like a groan.
I rocked against his hand, no longer worried about anything more than this moment.
“Needy cunt,” he said, leaning in so close that his nose brushed mine.“Sucking my finger so greedily.”
I’d forgotten about his dirty talk … no, I hadn’t, but I’d forgotten how much it affected me.
I moaned from the pleasure I’d not had in so long.
“You’re gonna get my dick if you keep this up,” he warned.
The excitement in his tone just made me move faster.
“Fuck!”he swore, pulling his hand from me.
I opened my eyes, panicked that he was stopping, only to see him jerking down his jeans and pulling out his cock.A small square package he must have taken from his pocket was torn open, and he rolled the condom down over his erection.He took a step toward me and then grabbed the waist of my leggings and jerked them down, along with my panties.He only pulled out one leg, then stood up and hiked my free leg up to his waist, not pausing before slamming into me.
“OH GOD!”I shouted out as an animalistic sound came from him.
As he started thrusting into me, he slid a hand behind my back to keep my skin from hitting the rough bark and squeezed my butt hard in the process.
