“You promise me to use your words, yes?” he says.
“Yes.”
He hoists my ass in the air, “You ready?”
If I say no, he’ll do it anyway. His knees kick my legs apart, he hangs on to my bound wrist before thrusting once, jerking me forward, releasing a gasp. His groans circulate my ears. His cock stretching me, I feel full but something tells me, he’s not all the way in.
“Keola,” I say, then a sudden pain paints my ass.
“One,” he says before pulling back a little and thrusting again.
“Fuck,” I groan, taking him deep, then another slap on the other cheek.
“Two,” he says, he inches closer. I can feel his cock getting deeper inside, stretching every ounce of wall. His groans became music to my ears, knowing he’s fighting every urge to lose control. I begin to meet his thrusts, as he gives me two more strikes.
“Someone’s a bit impatient. Look at you being needy, wanting to be fucked,” he growls, “Go ahead, fuck yourself on my cock and when you can’t do it anymore, I’ll drive myself into this pussy. How’s that sound?”
I’m rewarded with another swat, “Yes sir,” I say breathlessly, wondering where those words came from.
I give into the control, as Keola leans back giving me more room, chasing my own release knowing I’m so close to rising to the stars.
His touch is magnetic, connecting every thought and emotion. A couple more strikes against my bare ass, I know I have two more and the more he does it, the harder it is. My energy starts to drain, I feel I’m slowing down.
“Come on angel, give in to me, give it all to me,” he pushes for me to get closer to the edge of pleasure. His pants are delicious, his cock covered in my wetness. One hard hit against my skin, the heat that rushes to it I’m almost wanting to tap out, but I want that orgasm, I want him to lose himself in me.
I want him.
“One more, and I’ll give us what we both want,” He circles my cheek before placing one final hit on it. I arch my back from the euphoria of it. I’m out of breath, ready to give in.
“That’s my girl, taking it all. Hang on, we’re going to see the heavens in a just moment,” he promises. I’m too spent to tell him otherwise. But he leans over me cradling my body against his and drives into me like our life depended on it.
A mixture of our moans and pants, I start to cry out in begging for a release, one arm wrapped around my waist and the other one rubbing my clit.
“Shit, right there baby, please. Please let me come,” I beg.
“Take me with you. Come for me,” he nips at my ear, no sooner did I explode internally. The rush. The lust. The sinfulness of it all. I may be his angel, but a devil has corrupted me, and I’m not going back.
A moment later, Keola joins me in a haze of orgasm. He fills the condom with his cum, I feel his cock twitch inside of me. His warm breaths on my neck. Our sweat mingled with each other. He doesn’t pull out until he unravels my bindings, giving me my hands back.
He gently pulls out of me, discarding the cum-filled condom, pulling me straight up into his lap. He wraps his arms around me and my head relaxes back into the crook of his neck. I reach behind me, finding his face, caressing his cheek. He turns his head, kisses my hand.
“I just want to lay here with you, Charlotte,” he says. “I want to keep you here, in my arms.”
I simply nod. Words are escaping me. He leans us back on to the center of the ring, wrapped in our body heat. My eyes flutter as sleep surrounds me.
“I know you’re tired, but you gotta stay awake, long enough for me to get you dressed and home,” he says, still cradling me.
I mutter something, then fall silent. I managed to roll from his side to lay on top of him. “How are you feeling?”
He’s checking in on me. I wanted nothing more than to remain here or somewhere else, stepping away from the reality of my life right now.
I forgot about Cedric.
I forgot about the dangers that came crawling to us.
I almost forgot about Finn.
Keola rakes his hand through my hair, stroking the strands, putting me into a delirious state.
