Page 60 of Rewrite Our Story

She jumps, her hands gripping the sides of the stand to keep her balance.

“Cade,” she pants, her tone unsure.

“Goldie.” The tip of my cock plays with the wetness between her legs. She’s made such a mess, her cum splattering her inner thighs. It lubricates my cock perfectly. “Tell me you’re on the pill.”

She nods up and down, her hair falling off her shoulders with the movement. “I am.”

“Can I fuck you? With nothing in between us?”

“Yes.Please.”

Me too, Goldie.“I’ve been ready for years, having to fuck my hand night after night at the memory of you.”

Now I get the real thing.

I lower to my haunches, running my fingers through her wetness. “Let’s check to see if you’re ready to take me,” I note, spreading the wetness around and around. She jolts from the action, pushing her ass further into the air.

“I’m ready,” she pants, moving her hips to get my fingers lined up with her entrance.

“Ready for what?” I ask, standing back up. I coat the head of my cock with her.

“Ready for you to fuck me.”

"I’m not just going to fuck you, Goldie. I’m going to punish you for making me wait so”—I push a little deeper into her—“fucking”—another inch—“long,”—I’m halfway in and she’s already gasping at the way I stretch her—“to get you back.”

I’m not gentle when I push all the way inside her. She moans, her back arching as she holds onto the edges of the stand.

“Your cunt will be so raw by the time I’m done punishing you. It’s the only way I can prove to you…”

“Prove what?”

Slowly I pull out of her before roughly pushing back in, my hips hitting the back of her thighs while hers rock against the stand. “That this pussy is still mine,” I say through gritted teeth, the feeling of her wrapping around my cock so perfectly overwhelming me. “It’s always been mine. It’s time I remind you of that.”

Mare tries to push against me to set her own pace, to take what she wants. I don’t allow it. I told her I was going to punish her and I meant it. She’s already had my tongue worship that pretty little cunt of hers. Now it’s time for her to pay for what she’s done.

She’ll come. Fuck, she might come a few times before I’m done with her, but I’m going to drag it out. Have my way with her.

“Cade,” Mare whines, turning her head so her cheek presses into the saddle as she looks back at me. “I need more.”

I stop, fully sheathed inside her as I feel her pussy clench around me. I know I’m stretching her, molding her to my cock perfectly. As it should be.

“I've needed more from you for years,” I tell her, rocking my hips slightly. It still doesn’t give her a lot of friction or really any relief. “But you didn’t give that to me.”

Mare tries to push herself off the saddle, no doubt to change her position. Before she can do anything, I push her back into it, making her lay flat against it. “You’re not in control here, baby.”

She groans, moving her hips against me to try and move my cock inside her. “Cade.” My name is the sexiest fucking plea coming from her mouth. I almost give in to her, I almost pick up speed and give her what she wants.

Almost.

I don’t. I want to punish her. I want her to make up for breaking my heart—for leaving me here desperate for her and only her.

“You agreed to let me punish you,” I remind her. “You got to come already, baby.”

“Not enough.”

I pull out of her, my palm coming down with a smacking sound against her ass. It isn’t enough to hurt for long, just enough to sting a little. She moans, her pussy holding me even tighter. “You don’t get to choose how we do this,” I tell her, my palm massaging the pink skin on her ass.

Lucky for her, my cock is desperate to pick up the pace. To pound into her. To punish her.

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