40

Eva.
I collapse in a heap on the bed the moment he stops, gasping for oxygen. My heart pounds frantically against my rib cage, as I don’t even know how to feel. I turn over and stare up at the man who so roughly fucked my throat.
“Were you trying to kill me?” I spit, clutching hold of my throat and glaring at him.
He chuckles softly. “Don’t be so dramatic, Eva.” He moves my hair back from my face and presses his lips to my mouth softly. “I’d never hurt you,” he breathes.
The tension in my muscles eases as I let him kiss me, feeling at ease by his declaration that he’d never hurt me. Even though it makes no sense, since he already has inflicted pain on me repeatedly, I understand what he means. He’d never push it further than I’d enjoy. Despite his rough treatment, I believe him with all of my heart. “Fuck me,” I breathe as his lips move to my neck.
He groans against my skin as he yanks me into his lap, forcing me to straddle his thick thighs. “Is that what you want?” He asks, allowing me to feel the immense length of him against my entrance.
I moan and writhe in his lap, finding friction against the velvety length of his cock. “More than you can know,” I say, searching those stunning eyes of his.
“I assume your mother took care of the birth control for us?” He asks, making me tense at the mention of her.
I nod and tap the small implant under my skin. “As soon as she saw that photo, she hauled my ass to the doctor.”
He smirks. “Good, I want to feel your pretty virgin cunt wrapped around my unsheathed cock,” he growls, lifting me off his lap enough to free his hard length. “I want to fill your pussy with my cum.” His eyes flash with hunger as he positions me above it, the head of his cock nudging against my dripping wet entrance. “Tell me, Eva. Have you ever had anything inside you other than your fingers and mine?”
I shake my head, swallowing hard. Although I own a vibrator, I’d never bought a dildo. The thought of it terrified me, and yet now I wish I had. At least I’d have some idea of what was about to happen and how it would feel. Fingers are far thinner than his cock.
He groans. “Then this will be a tight fit.” His fingertips dig into my hips as he applies pressure.
I tense, which makes him stop. “You need to relax; otherwise, it’ll be painful.” He cups my cheeks in his hands and stares into my eyes. “Relax, and it will feel good before you know it. Trust me.”
I nod as he captures my lips with his and kisses me tenderly. My body relaxes as his tongue plunges into my mouth, making me hotter and needier by the second.
He stops and trails his lips over my neck, collarbone, and lower.
I bite my bottom lip as he sucks my nipple into his mouth, applying more pressure on my hips as his cock sinks a little inside of me.
“Fuck,” I breathe at the utter overwhelming sensation of being stretched by this man. The intimacy of the position he has me in is overwhelming as he stares into my eyes, watching me as he impales himself inside of me.
“So. Fucking. Tight,” Oak growls, making my nipples harder than rocks.
I kiss him this time, letting him feel how badly I want him. My tongue thrusts clumsily into his mouth as the need for this man pierces through my heart and makes me desperate.
His fingers tangle in my hair, and he yanks my head back forcefully, staring into my eyes. “I want to watch your face as you take every inch of me inside of you, baby girl.”
I moan, my eyes flickering shut involuntarily. “Look at me,” Oak growls.
I meet his gaze and melt as he forces me further down on his cock, tearing me open. “Fuck,” I pant, struggling to draw oxygen into my lungs. The sensation is both painful and pleasurable.
Oak’s fingers move to my ass cheeks, and he spreads them wide apart, groaning. “That’s it, take my cock like a good girl,” he purrs, forcing me even harder down around his shaft.
“It’s too much,” I groan, struggling to get used to him stretching me so unnaturally, and yet everything about it feels natural. The deep burning ache inside of me that longs to be filled by him and yet can’t take his immense size.
I tense as he teases the tight ring of muscles between my ass cheeks, sending a foreign sensation through me.
“Relax,” he whispers before coating his fingers in my juices and moving his finger back to my asshole. He pushes the tip of his finger inside, making me moan at the utter filthiness of the act. And yet, while this unfamiliar sensation distracts my mind, he slides me over his cock.
“Fuck. You are so tight,” He growls, glancing down between us where his cock has disappeared. “I’m all the way inside of you.”
“Oh, God,” I cry, glancing down at where we meet. “How is that even possible?”
He smirks and kisses me without moving at all, giving me time to get used to being so full of him. The stinging pain of my muscles stretching to accommodate him morphs into a deep ache as he kisses me, making me rock back and forth in his lap in search of friction.
Oak’s powerful arm wraps around my back as he lifts me halfway up his cock before thrusting his hips upwards and pulling me down all at the same time.
“Fuck,” I cry, unable to organize the thousands of thoughts rushing through my mind all at once. I clutch onto Oak’s powerful shoulders and move my hips, rising and falling to meet his thrust. What once felt like pain morphs into the most exquisite sensation of pleasure as he meets my movements, driving me higher and higher. “Oak,” I moan his name, my head falling back as he drives me toward the cliff edge. “I need it harder, faster,” I breathe.
Oak chuckles and viciously latches his mouth against my neck, sucking on the flesh until it hurts. “Is that right?” He tilts his head. “I thought you couldn’t take it, and now you want it harder?”
I nod in response. “Please, sir.”
He groans and lifts me from his cock, making me whimper at the sudden empty feeling where he had been. Oak places me down on my back, covering my body with his powerful frame.
His leg nudges my thighs wider, forcing me to remain open to him. “Be careful what you ask for, Eva,” he murmurs before thrusting his hips forward and burying his cock deep inside of me.
My mouth falls open on a silent scream as he somehow gets even deeper.
Oak’s aquamarine eyes are so dilated there’s only a small rim around the pupil, making him look almost demonic as he stares at me. The hunger in the depths of them is both frightening and exciting.
“Fuck me,” I breathe.