Even without feeling myself, I knew she was right. My upper thighs were damp from being pressed together, my pleasure dripping down them.
But I’d never been wet enough to skip it, always needing a little extra encouragement.
Against my better judgement, and everything that I’d seen from her, I still trusted Spencer — felt safe in her arms.
Besides, she’d done more of this than I had.
Nodding, I lowered myself onto the strap. I felt it slip into my folds, pressing inside my pussy as I dropped on it.
“Oh, fuck.” I groaned as I settled on top of it, taking the full length with ease.
“That’s it, Bunny.” Biting her lip, Spencer moaned as her hands grabbed my hips. “That’s my brave girl.”
My eyes widened as I felt her thrust into me, her hips pressing in and out underneath my weight. I felt every inch of her inside me, rubbing the walls of my sensitive pussy.
“How does it feel?” Spencer’s eyes scanned my face, her hands trying to control her urge to move faster.
But I could feel how easily she moved inside me, the press of her hips perfectly rubbing my G-spot, the ridges of the strap sending waves of pleasure through my body.
Looking down at her, I knew she was hungry for more. I wanted to release her, to let her fuck me the way she wanted me.
The low mumble that came from my lips was all I could muster. “Take me how you want me.”
Concern on her face, Spencer furrowed her brow. “Are you sure, babe?”
Nodding, I moaned as the slow, methodical fucking continued. “If you want me to come, you’re going to have to move faster. I can handle more than you think.”
A smirk took over Spencer’s face as she gripped my hips harder. “Whatever my little captive wants.”
And then it was like Spencer had been released, an energetic rabbit came out and got to work. With a firm grip holding my hips in place, Spencer’s thrusts grew longer and faster but the force stayed the same.
“Oh god, yes. Just like that.” My head rolled back as I felt her length pulling in and out of my pussy, the length moving deeper and deeper inside of me.
Looking down at Spencer, her head smacking into the cold concrete of the storage unit, I watched a bead of sweat growing on her temple. She looked unbelievably sexy underneath me, the muscles of her arms straining and bulging with each thrust.
Her abs rippled as she tried to keep her breathing steady.
I was getting closer and closer to my edge, ecstasy begging to be released onto her strap.
As I rode her, my knees dug into the concrete.
That’ll be sore later.
I didn’t care about the consequences, not when Spencer looked likethat.
Her groans grew more fevered as she moved faster, the base of the dick pressing harder into her clit as she thrust into me.
The sound of her moans was enough to send me over the edge, a tumble of pleasure slamming into me as my thighs begged to come together — squeezing Spencer's hips instead.
“Good, Bunny.” Spencer licked her lips as she gasped. “Come on it.”
Nodding, I felt my body shudder, a deep vibration traveling through every bone in my body as her strap filled me.
“Fuck.” I called out, no longer concerned with who could hear us back here.
As my back arched, exposing my chest to Spencer, the motorcycle light illuminated my body for her.
“Oh god.” Spencer muttered as she kept her quick pace inside me.
