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Story: Under the Bed
Fucking her isn’t on the menu tonight.
Gifting her Marina’s finger is.
Keeping her guessing. Being scared of me.
That’s what I’m here for.
But goddamn it, I want it. Her. Crying. Screaming. Her soaked pussy and to have her begging me for something, anything.
I haven’t had any practice before. Never touched anyone else or thought about making them come. But my body, heart, and whatever’s left of my soul are so in tune with Shiloh. So connected to her.
I know exactly what she wants, even when she doesn’t.
I’ll give it to her.
God. Fuck.
This primal need inside me, this hunger, it burns.
Her pretty cunt pulsed around my fingers this morning. I did that to her.
Me.
Every cell in my body aches to have that again.
She said she didn’t want it. Didn’t want me putting myself at risk.
Fresh anger swirls through me. It gets me hard, resenting her for it. For pushing me away. For thinking I’d be stupid enough to get caught a second time.
My eyes slide over her face. The soft curve of her jaw. Closed eyes.
Slowly, the anger in me is silenced. Gone.
She’s done nothing wrong.
But it doesn’t mean we’re done here. Oh, hell no.
I have to step up our games and my resolve.
Through pain and power, she’ll see reason.
In a few days, she’ll stop denying me anything.
It’ll be hard to say no when she’s as addicted to me as I am to her very essence. Once my claws have sunken too deep into her.
This—me—is the end of the road for her.
I unbutton my jeans, roll down my zipper. Can’t take another second of my painful erection. Can’t stay here, at her side, without touching myself.
Fuck. Yes. My eyes roll to the back of my head when I fist myself. I swallow a groan, looking at her. Really focusing on her this time. Her pouty lips. Her hair that rests on the curve of her slender neck.
Her naked legs. I’ll have those wrapped around me.
They’re smooth. Soft. Unharmed.
I’ll have to rectify that last part.
Goddamn you, Shiloh, for making mefeel.
Gifting her Marina’s finger is.
Keeping her guessing. Being scared of me.
That’s what I’m here for.
But goddamn it, I want it. Her. Crying. Screaming. Her soaked pussy and to have her begging me for something, anything.
I haven’t had any practice before. Never touched anyone else or thought about making them come. But my body, heart, and whatever’s left of my soul are so in tune with Shiloh. So connected to her.
I know exactly what she wants, even when she doesn’t.
I’ll give it to her.
God. Fuck.
This primal need inside me, this hunger, it burns.
Her pretty cunt pulsed around my fingers this morning. I did that to her.
Me.
Every cell in my body aches to have that again.
She said she didn’t want it. Didn’t want me putting myself at risk.
Fresh anger swirls through me. It gets me hard, resenting her for it. For pushing me away. For thinking I’d be stupid enough to get caught a second time.
My eyes slide over her face. The soft curve of her jaw. Closed eyes.
Slowly, the anger in me is silenced. Gone.
She’s done nothing wrong.
But it doesn’t mean we’re done here. Oh, hell no.
I have to step up our games and my resolve.
Through pain and power, she’ll see reason.
In a few days, she’ll stop denying me anything.
It’ll be hard to say no when she’s as addicted to me as I am to her very essence. Once my claws have sunken too deep into her.
This—me—is the end of the road for her.
I unbutton my jeans, roll down my zipper. Can’t take another second of my painful erection. Can’t stay here, at her side, without touching myself.
Fuck. Yes. My eyes roll to the back of my head when I fist myself. I swallow a groan, looking at her. Really focusing on her this time. Her pouty lips. Her hair that rests on the curve of her slender neck.
Her naked legs. I’ll have those wrapped around me.
They’re smooth. Soft. Unharmed.
I’ll have to rectify that last part.
Goddamn you, Shiloh, for making mefeel.
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