“I put a tracker in you a couple of months ago.” There it is. “But now I want my prey earned.”
“What the actual fuck!”
“Don’t worry, it won’t put you to sleep. It will only dissolve the tracker inside of you with no effect on your body whatsoever. See? I think of you.”
I fucking knew it.
He taps on my ass. “Ass up, little hummingbird.” So I do. My feet are firmly on the ground, and I’m holding on to the large bench. He pushes my dress upward, and now I’m feeling the fucking breeze.
“Don’t worry,ljubavi, your ass will feel warm soon enough.” My eyes widen, and my mouth gapes open.
“Wh-what do you mean?” My knuckles are turning even whiter because I’m gripping the bench fucking tight. M doesn’t respond, and I hear his pants unbuckling and falling to the ground. He is now rubbing his cock between my ass cheeks, and I feel myself pushing against it.
“Open up,” he says as he brings two fingers before my mouth. And I open up for him. “Now, suck on them. Lube them up.” I take his fingers into my mouth and suck on them, wishing it were his cock. He retrieves his fingers and brings them to my puckered hole.
“I’m taking your ass tonight, little hummingbird.” There, my suspicions are confirmed. I should feel apprehensive and scared because nobody has ever done that to me.
“Fucking really? Nobody?” he asks me. Fuck, did I say that out loud? I’m letting my guard down, and I don’t know if I like it. I shake my head.
M slaps my ass as he plays with my hole. I moan.
“I’m extremely honored to be the first.” He spits onto my asshole. “And for sure the last one to take your ass.”
“M, I’m not s—” Another slap follows.
“Null and fucking void. You agreed to it.” Did I, though?
“Take your left fingers and play with your pussy. I need you wet and out of your fucking mind.” Like a fucking dog, I followhis every whim. I bring two fingers to my already dripping pussy, and I start rubbing circles on the small bundle of nerves, all the while he plays with my asshole.
I’m getting slippery, and M uses my juices to lube up his dick. He lines his dick against my asshole and pushes in very fucking slowly, and then retracts entirely. It hurts a little bit with the initial contact, but his fucking care is making me seek more of it.
“You are fucking starving for my dick in your ass, whore.”
“I am!” I scream out my honesty because if I’m silent about it, he might stop. I want to laugh because that shit is definitely not happening. M is now grabbing my hips and slowly increasing his speed, while I’m frantically rubbing circles over my clit. Once he is almost entirely in, I push two fingers inside of me. I’m struggling to breathe because my attention is every-fucking-where.
And M was right about feeling warm soon. The cold of the night and winter have become obsolete, and my body is like fucking lava.
On the verge of exploding like a volcano.
“Little hummingbird, are you sore?” he asks me attentively.
“No,” I answer him truthfully.
“You are about to.” His cock is now inside my fucking ass, and his rhythm is mirrored with his passion, unrelentless and primal.
“Your ass belongs to me, whore.” His nails are not scraping against my flesh, no—they are digging into my flesh.
“Show it to me!” I fully push against his dick, which makes him go even deeper. Tears are forming in my eyes, and I fucking scream out in pleasure. M is pounding into me so hard that I feel that if I didn’t hold on to the bench, I would fly forward. My ass cheeks are thumping against him in a sickeningly loud sound.
I scream as I reach my climax. I pump my fingers inside of me faster, and then, paired with M’s savage taking, I come hard.
“Oh my God,” I bellow.
“Worse, me.” M spills inside of me and stays there until he is emptied. I pull out my fingers, and I can barely hold on to the bench anymore.
My energy is drained, and M notices this.
He scoops me up into his arms, and I snuggle into his warm body. Once we are inside his living room, I am attacked by warmth. What we did outside is a stark contrast to the inside of his lovely home.
