Page 106 of A Tragic Melody

I gasp. It doesn’t matter how wet he made me, my pussy aches. He is so big, and the stretch is overwhelming.

He slides in a little deeper. My hand jerks up, pressing into his chest as I struggle to decide if it hurts or feels good.

“Ah. Fuck. Wait,” I groan, digging my nails into his flesh.

I wish I hadn’t spent the day being forcefully fucked so this didn’t make me feel like I was being ripped in half. I wouldn’t mind the stretching under better circumstances, but after the day I had, it’s a lot.

Wyatt stills, staring down at me.

“Don’t be a fucking pansy. Just finish the fucking job. She can take it.” Once again, Hendricks ruins the moment for me. I bite my lip, trying not to cry.

Wyatt doesn’t respond this time. He just shifts slightly so his cock slides out a little. The tip rests inside me as he pulls back. Shifting forward, he lifts my ass, putting me at an angle.

When his fingers begin to circle my clit, I moan. It’s sensitive, but in a good way. It would’ve had to have attention all day to hurt, and Hendricks doesn’t care about giving me any pleasure, so he never touches it.

Wyatt lets his fingers stroke it, rubbing circles into it. He eases just a fraction of an inch deeper into me, watching my face for any signs of distress. It makes me feel so overwhelmed, and a few tears roll down my cheeks.

“You look beautiful taking my cock.”

“Jesus,” Hendricks mutters. “Show’s about to start, kid. Let’s get this over with.”

More tears spill out my eyes, and I wiggle my hips, urging Wyatt to go deeper. I don’t care if it hurts anymore. I need this to end. The mental abuse is too much. I just need Wyatt to finish so he can leave me to endure whatever awaits with Hendricks.

“Tues, do you trust me?”

I nod.

“I’m going to make you feel good, I promise, but this next part might hurt a little. You can take it, for me though, right?” I nod. “I can feel how fucking bad you want to take it.”

I nod again, and he slowly pushes deeper. I bite my lip so I don’t make a sound. More tears drip down my face, a mixture of physical pain and my mental anguish. Wyatt’s finger continues to stroke my clit, making my hips dance against them, and helping him sink deeper into me.

When he is finally fully seated inside me, the walls of my pussy ache. I’ve only ever felt this full from a dildo, never anything real. It feels much better. The curve of his cock applies pressure to all the right spots inside me.

He starts to ease out a few inches, just to push forward again. I gasp, my hand moving to grip his arm. Again, he eases out, then back in, over and over until I’m moaning underneath him.

“Your eyes are like smoke,” he says softly. “Ash, even. They’re very pretty. Though I prefer it when your pupils aren’t so tiny. When the black seems to bleed into the gray.”

“Fucking hell. You are a sappy motherfucker. Just fuck her and we can be done with this.” My eyes snap towards Hendricks. He has his phone out and aimed at us.

A wall is breaking inside me, letting rage consume me.

“Don’t look at him while my cock is in you,” Wyatt says, his fingers abandoning my clit to turn my face back to him. “Nothing he says matters while I’m fucking you.”

“It feels wonderful,” I reply.

“Is that for him or me?” Wyatt asks, stroking my cheek. “I don’t want you to say things for him. Speak to me. You know what I like. I’ve told you before.”

“It does feel wonderful,” I reply, and he lets his fingers go back to stroking my clit. “You make me wish I was better. I wish this was…different. I was different.”

The words fall from my mouth before I can stop them. Nothing about what I’m saying is sexy, but he fucks me like I’m pouring out the hottest things he has ever heard.

“When I heard you play guitar, I wanted you so bad. Probably in ways I didn’t fully know.” I groan. “And then you rejected me and I felt…bad.”

“I didn’t want to reject you, Tues. I want nothing more than to play for you.” His voice is strained as he fucks me as he speaks.

“That first night,” I gasp as he increases his pace. “When we played together for the first time…I wish I could live there forever.”

“Me too. Me. Fucking. Too.”