Page 99 of Unravel Me

“Fuck, Ivy,” he says through clenched teeth.

While he continues to relentlessly fuck my pussy, he slides his finger all the way in and starts pulsing it in time with the thrusts of his hips.

“You like that, baby? My dirty girl.”

“Yes. More. Sawyer!”

I feel the pressure of him adding a second finger. He slowly works his way in, stretching me around him.

I feel the walls of my pussy clenching around his hardness and the signs of another orgasm building within me. My knees begin to shake, and I continue to pull and tug at the blankets under me, looking for purchase. Sawyer withdraws completely and I moan in protest. I hear the squirt before I feel the cold gel on my ass, coating me. Sawyer rubs his wet cock over my tight little hole while rubbing my lower back.

“Safeword, Ivy. What is it?”

“Red,” I practically moan.

“Good girl.”

My heart is racing so fast and hard I fear it will beat right out of my fucking chest. The anticipation of what he’s about to do is driving me absolutely mad with lust. Desire has taken hold of every logical thought, all I see is Sawyer, and he equals pleasure and primal need.

He lines himself up and slowly pushes forward. The immediate sensation is making my head scream “NO!” as I clench up and struggle to breathe. He is much bigger than two damn fingers. “Fuck!” I yell.

“Take a deep breath, baby. Breathe for me. I need you to relax and let me in. Let the lube do its job,” he lulls.

Trusting him, I take a deep breath and unclench my body. I let myself relax and just feel. Feel his strong, rough hands as they caress my body, feel his cock that’s so hard for me slowly pressing further into my body, listening to his jagged breathing. I calm down and let all of myself go to this man.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. Fuck, Ivy.”

Sawyer bottoms out and stops, continuing to rub his hands over my body, allowing me time to adjust to him. I continue to breathe and relax until the stillness becomes too much. My body is practically vibrating with need. I’m a desperate mess for him to move within me, so I push back against him and let out a breathy moan. Finally, finally he starts to withdraw. He continues the motion slowly as I get used to his size, letting him stretch me fully and adjust to the foreign sensation. The slow pace only heightens my desire for him, the build-up already forming in the pit of my stomach.

Reaching under me, Sawyer begins to stroke my clit in circles, applying the perfect amount of pressure as he picks up the pace of his thrusts. Holding my hip roughly to keep my body where he wants me, he continues working my ass and my clit simultaneously until I start to unravel.

“So good, Ivy. You take me so fucking well, baby.”

He fucks me hard and deep. He never stops whispering filthy words of praise and appreciation.

“Come for me, Ivy. Come around my fingers while my cock is deep in your perfect ass. Come for me. Right. Fucking. Now.”

“God. Sawyer. Yes. Yes. YES,” screaming, I explode. The orgasm is euphoric. I feel it everywhere. From the tips of my curled toes, pulsing through my entire body. I involuntarily jerk, my pussy spasming, my eyes squeezing shut as they leak tears, as I gasp for air and continue to scream his name. Over and over and over again.

Sawyer follows right behind me. He arches over my back and places his forehead along my spine, his cock jerking in my ass as he fills me with his cum, my name releasing between his moans.

We stay like that for a moment, with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist, his body bent over mine. When he sits up, he pulls himself slowly from me, lays me down gently, and wipes the tears away from under my eyes, kissing them each tenderly. Rolling me over, he pulls me to his chest and cups my face, pushing my wild hair out of the way.

“Are you okay?” he asks, concern etched into his strong features.

“I’m perfect. I’ve never been better.” He reaches for my left hand and brings it up between us, kissing the ring that sits on my finger.

“It’s always been you, Ivy. Only ever you.”

Epilogue

IVY

Iwalk through the graveyard looking for the location Sawyer told me my parents were buried. The sky is perfectly overcast, the rain ready to give at any moment.

I welcome it. I walk past peoples’ loved ones’ final resting spots until I come up to my mom’s. I take a seat on the ground in front of her tombstone, choosing to ignore my father’s, who is placed next to her.

“Hi, Momma. I should have come to see you before now, but I honestly didn’t know what to say. I’ve had a lot to work through. I’m back home. And I know that’s not what you wanted for me, but it’s what I’ve always wanted for myself. I found my way backto Sawyer. He waited for me, Mom. All he’s ever asked of me is to just keep breathing and for my heart to keep beating. I’m happy now. I’d like to think you’d be happy to see my life fulfilled, even if it’s different from what you wanted for me.”

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