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Royce(18)

By:Kathi S. Barton


“You’re so wet,” he growled in her ear. “Wet enough if I wanted to enter you, I’d slide deep. Do you feel what you’re doing to me?” He pressed his cock into her ass. She moved gently back and heard him moan again.

“Please,” she begged him.

He pulled his fingers free of her and brought them to her mouth. “Taste, baby. Taste what I’m going to when you come. Christ, I want to bury my mouth over you. Lick your pussy until you come down my throat.”

When she lapped at his finger he rocked hard into her ass. She was so close to coming she knew that if he kept this up, she’d be begging for him. When he moved his fingers back to her pussy she started riding him, riding his fingers even as he rocked into her ass from behind.

“I want to be inside of you. I need to…let me, Kasey. Let me bury my cock into you. I’ll be as gentle as I can.”

“Yes. Please, yes. Hurry, I need…hurry, please.” She was nearly sobbing when he tore her panties from her and when she felt him pull back she whimpered. Then he was there. His cock hard and hot between the cheeks of her ass.

“Lift your leg for me. Gently, don’t hurt yourself.” She couldn’t think beyond that he was going to be inside of her. Pain was the last thing she could think of. When she lifted her leg, wrappings and all, he entered her.

Neither of them moved for several seconds. Her body was on fire and she knew as soon as he moved, she was going to come. Now, she needed to come right now. With his hand on her hip, she moved back and felt him shudder.

“Please, Royce. I need to…please, fuck me.”

He moved back then rocked forward twice as he filled her. She lifted his hand and put it over her nipple and he bit at her shoulder. The climax came quick, grabbing her hard and making her cry out. Royce moved quicker now, and his fingers of his free hand moved between her legs and he pinched her clit. Again she came, hard. Before she could catch her breath he was pushing her again.

“Come, baby. Come now, come with me.” His command brought her again, and this time she felt him fill her; his cum seemed to touch every part of her body as he shuddered to release inside of her. Even before he pulled free she was drifting off, her body sated and relaxed.

When she woke later the room was still dark. She started to stretch, but a slight soreness and tightness felt like it had taken over her body. Then she remembered what she’d done…what they’d done. She knew she was alone in the bed and started to roll over when he spoke from behind her.

“Please tell me you’re on the pill. Or at least some sort of birth control.”

She finished rolling over before she answered. Royce was as far away from her and the bed as he could be and still be in the same room. He had even moved her chair from her desk to accomplish it. She shook her head and then realized he couldn’t see her well. “No. I’ve never…there was never any reason to be and I couldn’t afford them.” He swore harshly. “I didn’t plan this.”

“So now I suppose you’re going to claim that I forced you? I didn’t. You were just as much a part of this as I was. Unprotected sex wasn’t why I came here.”

That got her. “Then why the fuck did you come here? I certainly didn’t invite you. In fact, I told you to leave several times. As a matter of fact, why don’t you just get out? That’s what you want anyway.”

“What about the child? What if in our stupidity we created a child? Then what? I won’t marry you. I have no intentions of marrying anyone.”

She couldn’t believe how badly he was tearing her up on the inside. But before she’d let him know what he was doing to her, she’d die first. She turned her head away and tried to regain some control over her emotions. “If there’s a child, I’m quite capable of seeing to it myself. I don’t want you either.” Tears fell and she knew it was seconds before she was going to break down. “I’d like for you to go away. Just go away and leave me alone.”

She heard him stand up before he answered her. “You’ll tell me if there’s…if we…”

“Yes.” It was all she could manage.

She heard him shuffle around; a shoe hit the floor and she thought he was undressing and her heart began to pound in her chest, but then he was near the door. He seemed to hesitate then he spoke again, softer this time.

“I left a check on your dresser. It’s for—”

“I don’t want your money. What kind of person do you think I am? You lousy fucking bastard. Ge—”

“It’s your wages,” he hurriedly told her. “Back wages. You should have been taken on as a full…I meant to give it to you yesterday. Before this, before we… It’s the bonuses that you should have received. I hadn’t…I didn’t know you’d not been receiving them.”