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I tried to scream, an instinct rather than one of true fear because I wasn’t scared. Just turned on. He clapped a hand over my mouth from behind though, pushing me roughly into the dirt once more, his stomach to my back, lips at my ear.
“Fight me.”
I grinned behind his hand.
He flipped me to my back, pinning my hands above my head with his. His chest heaved, sucking in deep breaths.
I grinned up at him with a mixture of sass and defiance. “You’re ruining my dress, Zeph.”
He just shook his head and leaned down on me, grinding his hardened dick against my panties. He transferred my hands so they were held by just one of his, then swapped his dick for his fingers. “You already ruined these panties with how wet you are.”
I moaned at his dirty words, and again when he ripped the panties straight off my body. The seams had no chance for the vicious way he needed me, and though the fabric dug into my thigh, the sting of pain before it tore only turned me on more.
“Sweet, bare, wet little pussy,” he groaned. “So fucking tight for me.”
I groaned, half twisting and fighting beneath him but sure I was really just thrusting my hips toward him, begging him to take me hard.
“Let me go,” I demanded.
“No.”
“Let me go, Zeph.”
I said it as convincingly as possible, while knowing he wouldn’t because I hadn’t used my safe word.
“Not until you tell me why you’re upset.”
I wasn’t telling him that. He could ask his asshole family. I struggled against his hold, fighting to get him off me. His fingers thrust up inside me, straight against my G-spot.
I cried out at the incredible rush of feeling.
He pleasured me with his fingers until I was panting and desperate, my dress rucked up around my waist, tits falling out, panties discarded in a torn mess beside us. His T-shirt had joined the pile at some point.
He let go of my hands long enough to undo his pants. “Don’t move, Lyric.”
Where was the fun in that?
I twisted and sprang to my feet, running again from him while he was distracted by his pants.
Twelve steps. That was as far as I got until he was behind me again and pressing me up against the nearest tree. The bark scratched my cheek, but I barely felt it, chest heaving from having Zeph’s big body pressed so tight.
There was no escaping him this time. He had me exactly where we both wanted him. I waited, breathless with excitement, wondering what he’d do next.
I’d never had sex like this.
I’d thought I’d wanted other men. But none of them had ever been like this. None of them had ever made me want what Zeph instinctually knew I needed.
He lifted my dress, baring my ass, to no one but the trees and leaves and dirt. Even the birds had flown away, frightened by the way we’d crashed through the woods.
His palm cracked across my naked ass. “You ran from me, Lyric.”
“You liked it,” I sassed him back.
His palm cracked across my other ass cheek.
God, it felt good. I’d always liked it rough and hard. Public sex was nothing new. But Zeph made my legs tremble with anticipation. He was such an unknown, a surprise at every turn, so I never knew what to expect.
He shouldn’t have wanted any of this. He shouldn’t have known how to make me this wet.
