Virgin Bride(100)

I can’t help but think about the way he lifted me off my feet so effortlessly and fucked me up against that cave wall. I was like a little plaything to him, there to be used however he saw fit. That thought drives me wild as I keep fucking myself with my fingers, moaning against the blanket.

All of the tension, excitement, and uncertainty from the last few days builds inside of me, and I feel like I’m going to burst. I can’t help myself. I need a little release, especially right now, during this moment.

Just as I clench down, preparing to come, I hear something. It’s soft at first, but it makes me stop what I’m doing and listen.

Someone is outside of my door. I hear a key turn in the latch and slowly it swings open.

I stare, wide-eyed with terror and excitement, the thrill mixing with the fear. I don’t know who’d be coming in this late at night, and I’m afraid to find out.

Logan steps into the room. I stare at him and he stares back, a small smile on his face, and instantly he knows what I’m doing. He softly shuts the door behind him.

“I came to check on you,” he says quietly.

“You never come this late.”

“Apparently you do.”

I look away from him. “It’s not what you think.”

“Yes, it is.” He walks over and stands above me, smiling. “You’re touching yourself under there, aren’t you?”

I don’t deny it. “I’m okay. You checked.”

“Please, my pet. You think I’m just going to walk away and let you finish all alone?”

I feel the thrill run back through me. “Logan,” I say.

He pulls the blanket off me. My hand is still down my panties, though my fingers aren’t inside of me. He lets out a soft groan as he sees my hand against my pussy and I can’t help but watch him, fascinated, excited, needy.

He drops down at the side of the cot and grabs my hips. I don’t resist him as he pulls me toward him, turning me around. I prop myself up against the wall as he moves my hand and yanks my panties off.

His mouth feels so much better than I could have imagined as he goes down on me. His tongue instantly moves inside of my pussy then rolls back up to my clit, sucking and working. His lips and teeth feel so good as they suck and nibble at my clit. He pressed two fingers inside of me as he continues eating my clit and it’s magic, pure fucking magic as it courses through my veins.

I shouldn’t want this. I’m supposed to be confused. But as soon as he stepped into the room, I knew what it meant. I was so afraid that it would be a guard and the relief and joy that I felt when I realized that it was Logan has to mean something.

I know he won’t hurt me, that’s what it means. He didn’t force me to bow down like I was afraid he might. He even came back to check up on me in the middle of the night, which is unusual. It makes me wonder what’s going on, but I can’t get into that right this moment.

The only thing I know is that he makes me feel good. He makes me feel better than just good, he makes everything seem okay in ways I can’t really imagine. It’s so strange and intense and exciting, and I don’t want it to stop.

In fact, I want more. I want freedom, but I want Logan, too. I can’t decide which one I want more, which is really frightening.

I grab his hair and pull his head up toward me. I kiss him hard, not holding back anymore. I moan into his kiss as his fingers slide back inside of me, fucking me with his thick, rough hands.

I move forward and grab his belt, pulling it off. He helps get his pants down and off and soon enough I’m sitting on the edge of the cot, stroking Logan’s hard cock as he looks down at me.

I take him between my lips and start sucking with a mad feverish desire that I didn’t know I had inside of me. He groans and is speechless for the first time, which only makes me work him more. I love the taste of his thick cock between my lips and I love trying to get as much of him into my mouth. I let him slide down into my throat and I groan as he gags me, but I don’t slow down, I don’t stop. It doesn’t matter if I choke, I need this.

He pulls me back and kisses me. We don’t seem to need to talk tonight as I stand and push him back across the room. He turns and pins me against the wall, raising my hands above my head. Slowly, he undresses me, removes my top and my bottoms, leaving me standing there naked before putting my hands over my head again. He holds them against the wall with one hand while he teases my pussy with the other.

His eyes are intense on my body. He takes a nipple between his lips and teases it, sucking gently then biting down softly. I moan as his fingers press inside me, fucking my wet pussy. He keep teasing my breasts and I feel so controlled, but I love it.