This is happening.
“This ass is mine,” Cav drawls as he presses against it. But before he penetrates, his other hand slides under my hips and strokes my clit. “And so is this pussy. Tight little cunt that comes when it’s not supposed to.” In a simultaneous motion, he pinches my clit between the sides of two fingers and presses into my ass with his fingertip.
Moisture drenches his hand as I push against him, seeking the pressure on my clit and sneaking away from the pressure against my ass.
It doesn’t work. The nerve endings flare to life as his finger slides further inside.
The pressure gives way to dark, spine-arching pleasure. Suddenly I’m pressing back against one hand and rocking forward for the friction on my clit.
“Your ass is going to strangle my cock, and it’s going to be fucking perfect.”
A second fingertip teases the edge, but doesn’t press inside. Not yet. His fingers begin to move, all of them. The friction on my clit climbs and climbs until my entire body is vibrating on the edge of an orgasm.
Do I come? Do I wait? What do I do?
In and out, his other finger slides into the forbidden until a second one joins it, stretching me further. Once again, nerve endings flare to life, setting off alarms in my head that my climax is close.
“I’m going to—”
“Not yet, baby.”
His hands leave my body.
“Wait—”
“Fuck. I know I can’t have your ass yet, but goddammit, I want it.”
The head of Cav’s cock fits against my entrance and he thrusts, filling my pussy before I’m prepared. He doesn’t slow. Doesn’t wait, just pounds into me. I claw at the coverlet, trying to hold off my orgasm until he tells me I can come. It’s growing bigger and bolder and unstoppable.
“You want to know what it’s like to have your pussy and your ass filled at the same time, baby?”
My mind is still processing his words when something presses against my asshole and slides inside.
Holy. Hell.
He fucks me in alternating strokes, thumb and cock, dragging whimpers and moans of pleasure from my lips. I’m losing my grip. I can’t hold off.
“Now. Come now,” Cav orders.
I let go and my climax barrels through my body, starting at my center and crashing outward.
Cav doesn’t slow, doesn’t pause.
“Fuuuck.” He pulls out, and hot jets of cum spray on my ass.
Neither of us moves for several heartbeats until Cav drags his fingers through the semen cooling on my skin.
“You’re going to need another shower, baby girl.”
A giggle escapes my lips because that’s the truth.
“And you’re one step closer to taking my cock.” His voice quiets when he adds, “I love knowing that I’ll be the first. It’s fucking primal. Just like the way I marked you tonight.”
That’s why he pulled out? To mark me?
Another tremor spirals down my spine. Who knew he would be so possessive?
He moves away once more, and I hear water running for a couple of minutes before he returns with a washcloth to clean me up. When I rise, Cav pulls me into his arms and presses a kiss to the top of my head.
“You took your punishment well.”
My cheeks flame red. Now I know I can handle doing it, but talking about it after? That’s pushing a completely new limit.
“You’re going to disobey again, aren’t you? Because you liked what I did to you.”
I did like it. I can’t deny it. But the words won’t come. Admitting I loved this and want more of it seems beyond my abilities right now.
And then I recall one liberating fact. I can be whoever I want while we’re here. I can take what I want and what I need.
I press a hand to Cav’s muscled chest. “The chances of me disobeying your orders again are a high probability.”
His wicked grin validates my confession. He wants me to want this as badly as I do.
Another unexpected and quick smack lands on my ass, and I jump.
“Into the shower with you. And then get ready to explore the village. We’re leaving the compound.”
Fuck. I’m in deep. I knew it before, but every moment I spend with Greer highlights the fact even more brightly. I shouldn’t have come back, but I couldn’t stay away. How can one person draw you in so much?
Sitting across the table from her at a hole in the wall on the beach has me thinking about how simple and fucking complicated life can be at the same time. Here on this tiny island, no one knows who we are, and part of me wants to live like this forever. Fuck, if I’d brought my ropes, I’d tie her to that bed and we’d never leave. I’d feed her from my hand and keep her coming too much to complain.
Reality won’t take long to intrude, but I’m doing the best I can to keep it away. I disabled the router and flipped a setting on Greer’s phone so she can’t get cell service.