“On the topic of owning up to things, whose house is this?”
“Mine. Well, ours. I finished it off after discharging from the forces.”
“Ours?” I look at him confused. “You waste no time, do you?”
“I gave you the spare key, didn’t I?”
“Is there an expectation to give you mine?”
His eyes glint with a mischievous grin. “You already did.”
Before I can protest, he rips the pillow out, pulling me into an embrace and smothering my lips with his. Goddamn sorcery! He tends to my bruises and scrapes with gentle pecks and tongue swirls, turning me boneless to his touch.
Leaning into my ear, he whispers, “About that punishment, are you ready to pay up?”
My back stiffens, my brain and body immediately go into battle. Wetness lines my slit with anticipation filling the air. He groans, breathing it in. I know he has something sinister lined up for me. He reaches into his nightstand pulling out a black box with a gold bow, handing it to me to open.
“My… what a large trinket you’ve got there,” I remark to his awaiting smirk. I open it and gasp. “Whoa, Rambo, that’s… huge! I hope you’re gifting me some lube, too.”
He nods. “Of course, baby. I’m not an animal.”
I lift the gigantic, Godzilla-sized, sparkling blue, vibrating, silicone dick out of the box. The cock throbbing beneath me tells me he’s looking forward to another show.
“Where do you want me?”
“On the balcony. I won’t be happy ‘til we’ve fucked in every room of this house. Balcony included.”
I shake my head, giggling. His intensity drew me in to begin with. It’s his way.
We head out to the balcony, where he bends me over the banister overlooking the river.
He treats me to back kisses, and his hot hands trace my curves. It’s the sensory overload with the cool air and the scent of pine and earth around us. Lubing me up good, he presses on my spine to lower and taps my leg to widen my stance.
Teasing my entrance with the toy and drawing circles around my clit with his thumb, he turns it on and pushes the tip in slowly.
“Oh God!” I cry, squeezing my eyes closed. “It’s too big. I can’t!”
“Shhh. Relax, baby girl. Just breathe.”
I breathe through the intrusion as he gently teases my entrance with the tip. He inches it in bit by bit until it’s fully seated inside me, filling everything and stretching my already sore lady bits to the max.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful. You take it so well,” he praises, still circling my sensitive nub. I begin rocking into him as I relax into it more. It’s pleasure and pain all at once as the burn of the initial intrusion fades. He turns me around, propping my legs on the deck chairs as he fucks me with the toy.
My legs shake and threaten to give out from under me as an orgasm builds deep in my core.
“Fuck! Grayson!” I moan, clawing into him as I begin to tip over the edge and see stars. Without warning, he rips the toy from me leaving me empty, unfulfilled, and slapping his shoulder in frustration.
“What? No!”
He reads the rage in my eyes and responds with a smirk. Before I can get another word in, he clamps a hand over my mouth and replaces the toy with himself. I quiver against him, blissfully full to the brim once more. Sighing loudly as he begins fucking me.
“This is your punishment, Pipsqueak. Not mine. I’ll never knock back the chance to bury myself in your perfect, little cunt.”
I bite down on the heel of his palm to silence my screams as my core tightens, his pace rhythmic and brutal. Jesus Christ, I love how he uses me. He removes his hand, smashing his lips to mine, as an orgasm threatens to rip through me once more.
“Come for me again,” he commands.
My legs turn to jell-o. He trails his sinful mouth to my breasts, pinching one while sucking the other. Sure enough, my spine bows, and I come undone, shattering what remains of my soul like glass. He lifts me up, plunging deep into me. Letting out a roar, he climaxes. Now, all the forest knows who the apex predator is.
