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I hiss through gritted teeth, squeezing my eyes shut. My muscles feel like they're being forced to work the wrong way, sharp pains shooting up my spine.
“Relax, baby,” Charlie whispers, pulls out to soak his fingers in my cum and then he's gently taking my ass.
He finds a leisured rhythm that soon becomes quite satisfying, and I wonder,is this what it feels like to have proper sex?
If it is, I've been missing out.
I don't know why I just thought that. I want him to get rid of those oils so I can test a theory; see if they're messing with my body.
After collecting some more lubrication, three fingers press past my sphincter and it feels like he's tearing me open. His lips are on mine before I can utter a word, his tongue swirling, taking my mind to another place.
“I want you,” he says harshly, lost somewhere in his mind. “I want to fuck you.” He isn't lying, but I'm convinced he won't. I can feel how much control he's exercising over himself.
Curling his fingers against a spot deep inside, he makes my core pulse. I tense my ass, clamping down on his fingers, rhapsody sizzling in my veins.
“Ah!” My eyes fly open as he pulls me up off the bed, holding me around the waist in one arm tangled in my hair. The other is hooked under my ass where his fingers are still wedged inside me.
“What are you...” I don't finish my question. Skin against skin, I can feel his stiff, warm cock touching my sex, every bulging vein.
I gulp.
Looking at me with his head slightly tilted, Charlie shifts me up his dusty legs so I'm sitting right on his lap, causing his cock to stimulate my clit with the movement. I squeeze out a moan, gazing at him in desperation, at his flush face and his blazing blue eyes. If there's ever been a look of desire, that has to be it.
“Put your feet on the bed just like I told you before,” he rasps out, and I do, gaining balance with my legs open on either side of his waist.
There's a peculiar smell in the air that I'm finding hot: sweat and my arousal and Charlie's natural musky fragrance. Why do I find his body odor so appealing?
“You know, if you want me to fuck you properly,” he says, making my heart pound with fear, “I will. No one orders me about. And I promise I’ll be gentle.”
“No,” I shake out, shuddering. “Don't do that, Charlie. I can't do that.”
Unable to bear that expression of desire on his face any longer, and because I'm so out of my depth, I bury my face in his dusty chest.
“No. Look at me.” Grabbing a handful of my hair at my back, he tugs, forcing me to arch and meet his glowing eyes.
“That's better.” His voice is softer now. He leans down to kiss my lips, warm puffs of breath coming from his nose.
I kiss him back, indulging myself, mirroring his salacious tongue actions.
His fingers begin to move in and out of my anus, slow at first but then faster and faster, creating a wet suction sound that's quite cringing, until he grinds his hips.
I swear, everything in me is boiling on the verge of erupting.
Back and forth with steady, skilled motions, he rubs his cock on my sex, rubs my swollen clit. My focus narrows. I copy his motions, curling my own hips to meet his thrusts. It’s so good—so hot! Driving me nuts!
“Please,” I beg in a state of aroused weakness, my voice choked with my neck trussed back.
“What'd you want, baby?” he says on my mouth, looking at me through hooded eyes.
That's a fucking good question.
“I... I don't know.”
“More?”
I open to speak but nothing comes out.
He must think I mean to say yes, because it isn't long before he stops finger fucking me. His hand curved under my ass, he lifts me up, and then I feel something much bigger being pushed in me, something warm and slightly wet.
