When I slide my hand away from her pussy, she winces, and I’m glad she’s blindfolded so she can’t see my smile.
Her thighs tremble as I get off the bed and grab a condom, sheathing my cock, before lining up behind her, shifting my length through her pussy lips.
“I’m gonna take you fast and hard. You’re going to take it for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she says, nodding her head.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir,” she rasps out.
She’s so fucking wet, there’s no resistance as I slide my cock into her warm heat. She feels perfect and it might be the very moment I realized how absolutely fucked me and my brother are.
12
AFTERCARE AND BUTTERFLIES
He wasn’t lyingwhen he said he was going to take me hard and fast. His cock pushes so deep inside of me I think I might burst, along with every slap of his hips hitting my sore ass.
I relish in it.
My brain is completely shut out to the outside world. The only thing that matters right now is how good this feels. The way my thighs are quaking and I can barely hold my ass in the air. The stinging of the bruise that’s going to be left on my cheeks, and the way I can hear how wet I am with each thrust.
This is what I needed.
Ben made it all go away.
Somehow, him taking control, using my body, making the decisions, is letting me just live in the moment and forget everything else.
Despite the odds, he makes the world quiet and I owe him for that. I feel like I’m floating and falling apart at the same time, and tears are nearly falling from my eyes at how I feel right now.
He pulls against the silicone band holding my wrists together, making my arms ache and strain.
It feels cathartic in a way, being used like this, being dominated. I get even more pleasure knowing how much he’s getting off on being in control. It’s a sexual quid pro quo and I’m not sure there’s been a hotter transaction ever explored.
I need him to fall apart; I need him shaking with his orgasm just like he did me. My knee slips, and suddenly, my whole body is pressed against the bed, giving my legs a much needed break.
His cock slides back into me. In this position, he feels so much tighter as he pushes my ass cheeks together and fucks me from behind.
His muscular thighs are bracketing mine as he presses into me, my body shifting against the wrinkled sheets with every thrust. Large fingers squeeze my tender flesh as I moan into the sheets.
When he pulls out all the way, the head of his cock pressing in and out, I can’t take it as he hits just the right spot. As badly as I want to spread my legs, I can’t. His weight pins me down and it sends a rocketing sensation being at his mercy. I shock myself as I come again.
It isn’t as hard and toe curling as the first, but it’s there. My hands are going numb as I clench them into fists and I drool against the bed. I’m a complete fucking mess and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Ben presses deep inside me, making me nearly shout as his thrusts stall and a sexy moan rips out of his throat as he finishes. He doesn’t pull out right away. His cock still inside me as he removes the handcuffs, rubbing my wrists softly, before his fingertips graze against the flesh of my ass.
The juxtaposition from hard to soft is jarring and sweet as he slowly pulls out of me. I tug the blindfold off my eyes, blinking against the warm seductive lights in the room, feeling completely satisfied.
“Be right back,” he says and I blink at him, glancing down to see his length sheathed in a condom. He stands and I watch his firm ass muscles move as he heads to the bathroom, the soft sound of sink water running snaps me somewhat back to reality.
I feel boneless, and satiated.
When he comes back, I don’t know what to expect, but him laying against the headboard and placing my head on his lap wasn’t it. I knew he wouldn’t tell me thanks for the fuck and have a safe drive home, but he’s tender as he pets my hair as I stretch out my arms and legs, knowing I’ll be feeling him tomorrow.
“Does anything hurt?” he asks.
“Only in a good way.”
