“Is this what you want?” He grasped his hardened length in his hand and looked down at her in a heavy lidded gaze.
She nodded at him, and he almost instantly slapped the side of her thigh.
“Ahh! Yes, sorry… I mean, yes.” It was going to take her a while to remember not to nod. Something told her he wouldn’t mind correcting her, and she smiled at the thought.
She took her thighs wider, giving him full access. He stepped back from her, producing a condom from his pants pocket before shoving them and his boxers to the floor. She watched him roll the condom on, silently willing him to hurry. Finally, he brought the tip of his cock to her entrance, and she could almost feel herself gush around him she was so ready.
“Are you sure?” He placed a hand on her cheek and kissed her lips softly.
“Yes, please.” The words were barely out of her mouth when he quickly thrust into her, his hands on her hips the only thing keeping her upright on the bench.
A momentary pinch of pain shot through her as she adjusted to his girth. He kept himself still inside of her and furrowed his brow. “Coral, you’re so tight. Are you alright?”
She nodded in response but felt a pang of regret. Whathad she done?Jake froze and she was momentarily worried he could read her thoughts and knew all of her secrets. She tried to pitch her hips forward to urge him to move. The slight pinch was gone, and now she just felt full and needed him to move inside her. She was seeking a release she hadn’t known she needed.
“Please,” she finally breathed out. She rocked forward again, but he kept her firmly planted on the bench. He drew back, then pressed forward again. He was going at an alarmingly slow rate, but she could tell by his breathing that he was barely maintaining himself.
“Faster, please,” she pleaded.
“You’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you.”
She tried to arch her back, bring her legs wider, anything to take him in deeper. She whimpered in his hold, and he let out a chuckle. “You’re very persistent when you want something.” He pulled out of her, and she opened her mouth to protest, but he pulled her to stand. “First, promise you will tell me to stop if it’s too much.”
“Yes, I’ll tell you. Please, just take me.” She didn’t care that she was whining. Her need for him was so strong she could feel her pulse pounding in her ears.
He turned her to face the bench and guided her to lay her front over it again. Then he pulled her thighs apart and quickly entered. She gasped and pushed back towards him.
He set a punishing pace, pumping in and out of her. She vaguely heard the sounds of their union, the slapping of his body against hers. With every thrust he brushed against her still burning cheeks, and it only made her wetter. She felt completely possessed by him and thoroughly punished at his hand, and now as he took his pleasure, the hole in her heart closed just a little bit more as it was filled by him.
She jumped as his hand snaked against her hip, findingher clit. He played with the nub as he continued slamming into her. She called out when he brought her to orgasm, yelled his name, loving the way it felt coming out of her mouth. Loving that he had done this to her.
She felt her desire building again as his movements became more frantic and jerky, and she exploded again as Jake let out a growl behind her and she felt his knees hit the backs of her legs as he buckled under his own release.
He collapsed against her back, and they lay there panting, catching their breath. She felt like they were one being. Hearts beating in time. She had almost forgotten she had a heart at all.
JAKE
Jake looked down at Coral cuddled in his arms. He had moved them from the bench back to the leather couch and had taken off his shirt to drape around her shoulders. The leather was sticking to his thighs, and he was about to suggest she lead them up to her room. He had almost forgotten that they had just coupled right out in the open. No one seemed to really glance their way, but there were other people down in the dungeon, and it seemed to be getting busier. He caught sight of his sister, Jillian, and a pretty blonde. He’d rather slip out without her noticing them or he’d have to answer a million questions.
Coral sighed and shifted, her lids fluttering closed. He kissed her hair, inhaling her scent and stroking his knuckles across her soft skin.
“Come, let’s go upstairs and clean up.”
She moved to stand and he saw her wince.
“Coral? Are you alright?”
She smiled at him, “Yes, just a little sore. But the first time was not quite as bad as my sisters tried to make it seem to me.”
“The first time?” he asked. He felt his eyebrows climb to the ceiling. Maybe she meant the spanking, surely she didn’t mean?—
“Yes, you were my first, Jake.”
He looked back at her in shock, not knowing how to respond. If he had known, he never would have. Unguarded fury shot through him, and Coral must have noticed because she quickly rose and took a step back. She pulled his shirt closer around her and shifted her gaze to the floor.
“But you told me you came down here often,” he said, trying to keep an even tone as he clenched his hands into fists against his thighs. “You play with guests, find yourself doms.”
She nodded, her eyes widening when she met his gaze again, and she took another step back.
