Page 15 of Untamed Reunion

I came out to the corn maze and traced every step hoping she’d choose this one to play in. Going through it backward, foreward, and side to side really gives you an insight on all of the ways you can stalk your prey. I can predict each move she’s going to make because I’ve already made them. Repetition is really going to help me out tonight.

Her laughter fills the air as she runs past me, but I crouch low so she can’t see me yet. She seems to be enjoying this greatly. I’m not sure how we got so lucky to have this place to ourselves again, especially with how many people frequent the festival. Fate must be on our side. I get into position, waiting for her to run past me and I reach an arm out, pulling her into the rows of darkness. She screams, but I place a hand over her mouth to quiet the noise.

“Shhhh,” I whisper into her ear. Her heart is pounding against my wrist as it rests on her chest. Her nipples are straining against the material of her bodysuit. She breathes heavily, probably a mix of exhaustion and arousal. “You better be quiet, you wouldn’t want someone to hear you.”

I reach down and she parts her legs for me. Wasting no time, I rip a hole into the new set of fishnets. I snap the button open on her suit, letting the fabric snap up to her hips. Letting a finger drag along her slit, I take in just how fucking wet she is. Letting it glide back and forth, I collect her arousal before I put my finger in front of our faces.

“Looking how fucking wet my little slut is. Does being hunted turn you on, baby?” I whisper my words, hearing other voices in the corn. Wrapping both arms around her, I drag us deeper intothe dark. We both love the illusion of being caught, but no one really wants to be caught with their dick out.

I lift my mask just enough to suck my finger into my mouth, I refuse to waste even a drop of her delicious nectar. She watches the movement, infatuated with me. Returning my finger to the heat between her legs, I swirl her clit. Her body rocks with the stimulation, until I plunge the digit deep inside of her.

“Purr, baby, but only for me. Don’t let anyone else hear you,” I whisper in her ear. I nip at her earlobe before I drag my tongue up her neck, needing to taste all of her skin. Her pussy grips me tightly, and I want nothing more than to replace my finger with my cock. She rubs herself into the heel of my hand as I add another finger into the mix. Two fingers stretch her as I finger fuck her into oblivion. An orgasm washes over her, and I use my free arm to keep her standing. Her little whimpers fill the night air with a harmony that I could listen to on repeat. I continue to work my fingers in and out of her slick hole as she comes down from her high.

“Fuck,” she groans as I pull out of her.

“And we’re not even done,” I say as I place a kiss on her cheek. She eyes me with question before I continue. “Get on your knees so I can fuck your pretty little mouth.”

Chapter 14

Hazel

Is this a dream? I was just finger fucked by my ex-boyfriend whom I very clearly still have feelings for and is currently wearing a Ghostface mask to do it. Oh, can’t forget that he literally just told me to get on my knees and we’re in the middle of a cornfield.

I'm in blissed-out heaven after my last orgasm and feeling even more compliant than my average, submissive self.

I stick my tongue out and await his cock. He works at his belt and the button on his jeans before pulling everything down in one fell swoop. His cock bobs and I lick my lips. He taps the tip of it on my tongue, letting me taste the salty precome waiting there.

“Mmmm,” I groan.

“Spit on it,” he demands. I gather the saliva on my tongue before doing exactly as he says. He works the liquid up and down his shaft, letting his own leak from his mouth and pool onto the hard member. “Take it, baby.”

I lean forward and swallow him into the back of my throat, gagging around the girth. I pull back to be able to peer up at him and am met with the black eyes of the mask. He looks down at me and caresses my cheek.

“Tap me if you need a break.”

That’s the only warning I get before he slams into the back of my throat, the tip hitting me hard before he pulls out and slams back in. I gag and my eyes leak as he fucks my mouth ruthlessly, although his actions only make me wetter.

“Fuck,” he groans. He thrusts a few more times before he pulls out of my mouth with a pop. He rips his mask off and his lips meet mine in a brutal kiss. There are words said without being spoken as our tongues tango in one another’s mouths.

“I can’t wait any more. I need to feel you. I need my cock in your pussy.”

I follow him as he pushes me onto my back, the rough dirt digging into my skin. He swiftly rips a bigger hole into the crotch of my leggings before lining himself up.

“Let me feel you,” I egg him on, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Fuck me, use me.”

“You want me to use you like the good little come dumpster you are? Huh, kitten? You want me to fuck your pussy and use you like a little toy?”

His filthy words make me gush before he slides his cock deep into me. I groan as I feel every ridge of him and he slaps a hand over my mouth.

People pass us in the field, unknowing of what’s going on in the dark.

“Shhh baby, wouldn’t want everyone to know that you’re being fucked like a useless whore in the dark.”

I tremble as he pushes faster, his thrusts increasing in speed and intensity.

“Fuck, you feel so good. You look fucking perfect. Your pussy was made for me. Fuck, I wish you could see the way you’re wrapped around me right now.”

He places a thumb on my clit, applying pressure as he rails into me. It doesn’t take long for another orgasm to wrack over me. I bite my lip, trying to stay silent. Only little whimpers that I can’t help but pass and the sound of skin slapping surrounds us.

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