Captive, Mine(18)

“I don’t know… who that is anymore.” She jerked up onto her toes, panting as his fingers worked her clit even harder, the little bundle of nerves growing bigger by the second. “I don’t…”

“You do know, Lily.” He leaned his forehead against her temple, his lips caressing the curve of her ear. “You’re mine. Accept it.”

He curled his fingers into her cunt, the shocking wetness making him growl with animal lust. She reared up, groaning as he alternated stroking within her heated sex and worrying the hard bud of her clit.

“Let go, Lily. Give me this. Surrender to it.”

He worked at her cunt harder, the curling strokes of his fingers coming faster and faster, her hips bucking up and down as his hand thrust into her.

“Lake! Ah God, that’s… oh fuck!”

He smiled at the urgent need he heard in her voice, her swollen pink lips locked in an O, her eyes squeezed shut, that gorgeous hair wild around her blushing cheeks.

“Please! Oh God, please!”

“Let go,” he said against her ear. “Just let go, Lily girl.”

One last, hard curl of his fingers within her and she let go a harsh, almost surprised scream, her body convulsing, her head thrown back against his shoulder, teeth clenched. He made her ride his fingers all through those gushing convulsions, her juices bathing his hand and wrist, dripping to the floorboards between her feet.

“Oh my God! Oh my God!”

“Yes, let it come, girl. Let it come. I want all of it.”

He swirled a fingertip over the hard, swollen clit, and she screamed louder, her entire body stiffening, her hips rotating against his painful erection in a halting, bucking rhythm.

Lake kept at her, the wet sounds if his fingers plundering her cunt, not letting her rest, the dripping, molten sex widening around not one but three fingers now as he forced them deep, pushing her up onto her toes once more, her head, the dark curls sodden with sweat, falling forward between her outstretched arms.

“No… God, I can’t… again.”

“Yes, you can, girl. You’ll come for me again.”

Twice more, his relentless fingers stirred her up again, mercilessly working the hard and no doubt sore little clit until he brought her to climax, and twice more, she screamed out her release, her voice growing ragged as she pleaded though her final orgasm, sweat running down the sweet trough of her spine, her entire body trembling, legs shaking as he let her back down to her feet with a gentle, wet slap of his hand against her soft buttocks. She let go of the ring, sagging to her knees, leaning against the wall as he let her go, tears streaming down her face, words tumbling from her lips, almost unintelligible.

“No… more, so… much. God, Lake…”

But he wasn’t done.

He dropped to one knee behind her, one hand working at his fly, the other catching up her hands in his, pulling her to her feet with ridiculous ease, marveling again at how small she was, how light she felt in his hands.

“Put those arms against the wall, girl. Move your feet back.”

His throat felt constricted, the effort to form words becoming more difficult as he looked down at the blushing, bruised buttocks, jiggling as she haltingly obeyed.

“Lake…”

“Farther, Lily. Stick that bottom out now.”

She looked back at him, her eyes glazed over.

“Face forward,” he barked, giving her ass a harsh slap. “And keep that head down.”

Her curls flew as she obeyed instantly, dropping her head between her arms, her fingers working against the rough surface of the wall above her, her forearms braced against the wood.

He had to crouch down some, the differences in their heights stark in this position, his hand clamped to her hip, steadying her swaying bottom. His cock jutted before him, bouncing as he adjusted position. He slapped it against her soft buttocks, taking firm hold of her sore cheeks and yawning them apart, exposing her cleft to his gaze. He touched the broad, weeping head of his cock to her tight little bottom hole, smiling as it tightened further in fear. He wiped the pre-come onto the silky smooth, vulnerable flesh of her anus, her breath coming in harsh gusts.

“Please. Not there, Lake,” she said, desperation, and something else, in her tone. Her voice had gone husky, almost rough, from her screaming, and he found he liked the sound of it very much.

He swirled a thumb over her cringing bottom hole, spreading the liquid over it until it shone with slickness, then he tapped the broad head of his cock against the wet, vulnerable anus. “Relax, Lily girl. I’m not taking this ass — yet. Just something for you to think about for the future.”

He placed his cock against the slickened labia, luxuriating in the feeling of anticipation, noting the way Lily’s thighs tensed, but her hips canted back subtly, opening herself ever so slightly, her body betraying her yet again. He thumbed the soft, wet labia wide, the vision of the bright pink of her inner flesh making his mouth go dry, the slickened lips of her sex catching the light.

No going back from here, Lake.

He stood at the Rubicon now. This really was it, and no amount of rationalization or equivocation would change the truth of things. But as he looked down upon her, caressing the round bottom spread before him, the scent of her cunt making his mouth water, he knew what would be done. Right or wrong, there was no longer any doubt.

“Try to relax, girl. Stay still. Very quiet now.”

He slid into her in one long, firm stroke, forcing a yelp from her lips as he made her take the full length of him. She shuddered, and he threw his head back, his eyes closing at the feel of her pussy clamping him in that heated embrace, one he knew he’d never tire of. He sighed, letting her buttocks close one more, transferring his grip to her slim waist, using it to pull her tight to him as he took up slow, deep thrusts, reveling in the whimpers and gasps he wrung from her as his cock plundered her depths. She surprised him. She was a slight woman, and he was a big man, yet she took every inch, even as it made her pant and groan on every deep thrust.

“Lake, oh fuck…”

“Tell me, Lily. Tell me.”

He gave her harder, more punishing thrusts, her curls bouncing as she braced against the wall.

“Feels… so good.” Her voice broke on the last word, and she shook her head as if to fight the words themselves. “God, so… good.”

He took her even harder then, his need to be inside her overtaking all sense or reason. He was embarrassingly close to coming already, but he couldn’t stop. There’d have to be another time for relishing the clench and squeeze of her soft pussy as he fucked her. Now there was only his blind animal lust. She cried out as he rammed into her even harder, the head of his cock striking her cervix.

She moaned, reaching down between the wall and her body, pinching her own nipple.

“More. Oh fuck… more!”

Reaching under her, he closed a hand over hers, making her pinch harder, slapping her bouncing breasts then helping her squeeze those nipples again until she whimpered with the pain.

He smacked her ass, hard, taking a handful of her hair and pulling on it as he brought her completely off her feet, staked upon his cock. He crushed her against the wall, her cheek against the wood, her moans rising with each ever-harder drive into her depths.

“Fuck! So hard… so hard!”

“That’s right, slut.” he ground out, pinning her to the wall, his hips pistoning against her, driving the breath from her. “Almost there. Fuck, your cunt… so tight.”

He looked down, loving the way his thick shaft spread her little pussy wide as he pushed as deep as he could, the feel of his pubic hair rasping against her hot, soft buttocks, the slap of his flesh against her. Her juices were so copious, he could feel them dripping from his swinging balls.

Reluctant she may have been, but her body had completely surrendered to lust.

“I’m going to.” She grew more frantic in her movements, her hand clamping onto his forearm the nails digging into his flesh with a flash of hot pain. “Coming… Lake”

His hand slipped down and found her sensitive clit again. If anything, it was even harder, more prominent than it had been before. As his fingertips stroked around it, then over it in quick circles, she cried out, her nails digging into his forearm even deeper.

“Oh God. Hurts, Lake! Too much!”

“This little clit’s sensitive, isn’t it?” He gave it a tweak, and she let out a lost shriek. “You’re going to come one more time, slut. Once more. I’m not done fucking you until you come.”

And come she did, as his fingers worked that clit mercilessly, as she pleaded with him to stop, to never stop, that she was going to die. Then she exploded, thrashing between him and the wall, her writhing hips bouncing him away before he caught his balance, pinning her again as he whispered promises and threats in her ear. He gently squeezing her mons in his palm as he brought her down, his cock pounding away within the tight, wet clutch of her cunt the entire time. He brought them down to their knees, then, and he pressed her head to the floor, her hands at the base of the wall.

He stroked her sweat-soaked hair as he switched to slow, steady thrusts, his cock now screaming for a release that he was just barely able to stave off.

“Very still,” he said in a low, strained voice. “Very quiet now, Lily. I’m gonna fuck this cunt now.”