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Story: Coach's Pet
“Yes,” I whisper back to him, and he kisses me. My world might be crumbling, but his lips are home. A peace washes over me, and I sink into the hope that his plan is more than him getting off inside of me.
His thrust is still brutal and fast, but there’s a sway in his hips that tells me he’s not trying to hurt me. As I’m getting into the rhythm, the house shakes.
“What the fuck?” Ricardo yells as Jason continues to take me. My head turns to the side, trying to determine where the noise came from.
“Focus on me, pebble,” Jason insists. He rubs my clit as I hear the door being opened and the sound of footsteps running.
“We aren’t leaving this room until you come for me, Crucinda. Don’t worry about anything but the feel of my dick.”
His finger runs along my clit, circling it, then moving away. I arch into Jason, wanting to feel him, but how can I focus? The noise is loud, and the house is rattling.
“Pebble, you’re too bruised for me to spank. But if I have to punish that ass another way, I will.”
I’m ashamed to admit that my body lights up at his words. This is a different kind of torture. That tone of voice is laced with lust now as he continues to thrust deep into me.
“You came for me,” I whisper in awe.
“There was no way I was letting him have you, Crucinda.” My muscles tighten around his cock, and I meet his thrusts. No one has ever truly chosen me. Well, chosen for me. It’s always been what I can do for them in the long run.
The chains around my arms release, and I move slowly to wrap them around him. “There now. That has to feel better, huh, pebble?”
“Yes.” My arms are tired, and my hands ache, but I run my fingers through his hair. He moans into my neck as we let our bodies do the talking for us.
Jason’s finger grazes my urethra opening, and I feel a jolt of pleasure run through me. “Again.”
That chuckle that comes from him is wicked. He knows exactly what he is doing to me, and I can’t do much about it. I’m dependent on his cock getting me to the peak of pleasure.
“When I touch you, you respond so pretty to me. It’s time for you to come for me, sweet pebble. Do you understand?”
His cock throbs inside as he moves in and out of my body. The thought of him stopping makes me eager to please him so he will continue. I want to feel him come inside of me as much as he wants to feel me milking him.
“Come inside of me.” I feel the quivering of my orgasm right there on the precipice of breaking.
“That’s my naughty pebble. Being bold and demanding.” Jason chuckles in my ear and slams into me as he pushes his index finger into my urethra.
The scream I release is unearthly because the orgasm takes everything from me. I’m not only drained physically, but mentally and emotionally, I’m a wreck. It’s all because of the man deep inside of me, giving me his essence with wild thrusts.
Seventeen
FillingCrucinda to the brim with my seed, I kiss her. She’s been such a good pebble, passing out from exhaustion. It will not take long for her to recover and want to know what’s going on. I don’t fucking blame her one bit. It’s irritating that she can’t see.
Not because it’s her fault, but because I couldn’t save her from the agony of being punished by my father. Taking a moment to let her enjoy the moment of peace as the world crumbles down, I roll off her and untie her completely.
“Pebble, we need to get up. I know you can’t see, and that’s alright. I’m going to take care of you.” Pushing her hair out of her face, I press my lips to her forehead.
Goddamn, she’s my everything and doesn’t even know it.
“Alright.” Her voice sounds vulnerable. It has a tremble in it that I wasn’t expecting. Sighing, I get off the bed and pull up my pants. We will have to clean up later.
“Can you walk?” I inquire but already know she shouldn’t be.
“I think so. It’s mainly my eyes and my abdomen.” Helping her off the bed, I watch her wobble.
“Yeah, I think I should probably carry you. First, we need to get you something to wear.”
“Third door on the right is the closet. There are dresses that have a tie on them. Pull one, please.” Her please at the end makes me shiver.
Fuck, I want her again already.
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