Page 105 of Furred Lines


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“Remember that fantasy of yours you told me about?”

Oh fuck.

“Vividly.”

I want someone to hold me down and take me. They’re huge, and I struggle but my strength is no match for theirs.

“Do you also remember the safe word we talked about?”

Vanilla.

I nodded, my pulse speeding up and hammering under his palm.

“Promise me you will use it the moment it gets too much?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

Oh fuck. He’s actually going to do it.

Lew walked me into the bedroom and helped me onto the bed.

“Lie on your front for me,” he instructed and I did as he directed.

This was already the hottestexperience of my life. Nobody had ever indulged in my fantasies.

With a little growl, Lew plunged his tongue between my lips. His hand found my hip again, and it roughly forced its way under my body and tore open the button on my trousers.

“Does the idea of me taking you against your will get you hard, little pet?”

Yes!

“No,” I quipped, halfheartedly trying to shake him off my back.

“Or is it fear that makes your cock so hard you could hammer a nail into the wall with it? Struggle all you want. You know you’re mine.”

A shudder travelled the length of my body.

“Yes, tremble for me, pet.” Cupping his paw over my dick, he squeezed me roughly, rutting into my ass.

Oh God, how is he so good at this?

“I dreamed of getting you at my mercy for so long. And now I’ll finally have you.” He sighed. “I won’t stop, Noah. Not even when you’re impaled on my cock and sobbing for mercy.”

A wanton groan tore out of me, and I tried to press into his palm and back against his dick at the same time.

“Such a hungry little cum slut, aren’t you, Noah? Let’s see if you still like it once I’ve filled you a dozen times.”

“Fuck you,” I bit out, my body bucking under his. He didn’t budge an inch.

“Oh no.” He tutted at me. “Maybe another time. Today it’s my turn to ruin your tight little asshole.”

Part of me struggled, inwardly. I should hate it, should have too much self-respect to let him talk to or manhandle me like this. But reality was hotter than anything my depraved brain had ever been able to imagine.

I fucking love it.

And Lew made me feel so safe. I knew he’d never hurt me.

Without further ado, his body left me and his hand wrenched my trousers and boxers down my legs.