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I don’t even think she realizes it, but her thighs are wrapped around my waist, her feet against my ass, urging me to move harder, deeper, into her sex.
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Sage
“You’re going to take every inch of this fat cock,” Burke says as he enters me once more. “This cunt was made to be fucked by me.”
His thrusts are harsher than before, moving my entire body across the forest floor. I feel sticks and stones dig into my skin and tears gather in my eyes once more. I can’t believe this is happening, that the man I have had a crush on is fucking me on the forest floor.
The thing that really blows my mind is that I’m loving it. If I have to be honest, I wanted him to catch me. My mind reels as I admit that little tidbit of truth to myself. Something must be wrong with me. Enjoying the brutality with which he fucks me can’t be normal. Perhaps I need to see a professional to discuss what is clearly a deep-seated mental problem.
I’ve wanted Burke for months, but I never thought it would come to this. If I knew this was how my night was going to go, I would have stayed home, eating Halloween candy, and watching old horror movies. I sure as shit never would have asked him out.
Burke rears up on his knees, keeping my thighs split withhis big hands, his fingers digging painfully into my flesh. I’m sure I will wear the marks of this experience on various parts of my body for weeks to come.
His gaze is glued to my pussy, watching where his cock continues to enter me with each thrust. With the light of his cell phone shining into his face, I clearly see the shadow dancing across his features. I swear to God it looks like there is someone else trapped beneath his skin.
Confusion grips me. What is happening right now? I try to focus on what I am seeing but it’s hard to keep my eyes open as pleasure rocks me to my core.
His thumb finds my clit and flicks it harshly. Embarrassment swamps me as a low moan escapes from deep within my chest. My mind says I hate what he is doing to me, but my body responds to him like he has been touching me every day for years. He plays me like a musical instrument, ripping sounds from me that I have never heard before.
“Yes, moan for me, sweetness. You love me ripping into this juicy cunt.”
His words are filthy and disturbing but for some reason, they resonate with me. How can something so very wrong feel so fucking good? His teeth sink into my left breast, clamping down, and I do exactly as he asks, moaning like the whore I clearly am.
“This pussy just got wetter. Do you like me saying dirty things to you? Biting you? Because I have a lot more where that came from.”
His hands find my hips, but his grip isn’t as harsh as before, he is only guiding my movements. Dear God, I’m moving against him, fucking him back. He flips us over and I find myself on top of him, with my thighs on either side of his hips.
“Let go, Sage,” he murmurs. “Take what you want. Make those juicy tits bounce in my face.”
I haven’t moved an inch, my mind warring against mybody as Burke watches me, lying perfectly still.
Slowly, I tilt my hips, never making the conscious decision but letting my body take the lead. Burke smiles—a dual smile with whatever shadow is contorting his features—and I forget about everything that has happened in the past hour. It doesn’t matter that I never wanted this or that he forced me into this situation. All that matters is how I feel right now.
“Fuck, sweetness,” he groans, head thrown back, all the muscles in his neck straining. I watch in fascination as the shadow takes dominance of his features for a moment before fading once more. “You ride my cock like you have been made to do it.”
Isn’t that what whores do? They ride cock and enjoy it, no matter what. If that is what I am at this moment, then so be it.
I take what I want. I rock harder against him, feeling the first stirring of my orgasm. I grab his shirt the same way he did my dress and pull, sending his buttons flying as well. My nails dig into his chest, leaving red welts.
“Yes!” he shouts, tightening his grip on my hips and fucking into me from below.
My head falls back, and another low moan leaves my lips. My orgasm sweeps over me, my motions becoming uneven. Burke spears harder into me, thrusting harshly until he joins me in pleasure.
Chapter Eight
Burke
I’ve never come so hard in my entire fucking life. I feel like a little bit of my soul has left my body. My breathing takes forever to return to normal, as does Sage’s. Withdrawing from her heat, I help her stand and watch some of my cum drip out of her cunt.
I should be sated but my erection is still at half mast, waiting for her. Sitting up against the tree trunk, I grab her hips, pulling her to me before adjusting her the way I want. She is straddling my lap, my cock buried inside her once more, staring at me. She seems to be looking for something.
I gently push some of her hair off her forehead and give her a small smile. The darkness has left. I feel like myself again for the first time in hours and now I need to do some damage control.
“How are you feeling, sweetness?”
The question is cautious. She may have been riding me like a damn pony minutes ago but that doesn’t mean she accepts what has happened.
