Page 58 of Into the Light

“I’m not going to last.” I moaned as his strokes picked up in pace. It was embarrassing how quickly I would come all over his fingers, but I hadn’t been touched by anyone in almost a year, including by my own fingers, so I was so close to sinking into a deep oblivion.

More flicking.

More wetness pooled around me as he stretched me until I was enduring pain and pleasure. My hands could barely grasp the frame, as I thrust onto his hands and exploded atop of him.

“Oh my god.” I moaned, sinking deeper into my orgasm, riding out the wave as I went slack, his hands left my now very satiated cunt before I finally turned around.

His cock was still hard and there were no signs of cum anywhere on his hands, my body, or the ground, so I parted my lips and dropped to my knees.

“It’s only fair?” I murmured in what came out sounding more like a question. A smirk danced across his face as he took a few steps toward me, opening my jaw with his hands. His pleasuring hand rubbed my cum over his cock.

“Open wide, Em,” he demanded. “It’s going to hurt so you need to go really slow.”

His instructions sent an electric shock to my core, and my desperate little pussy was ready for round two.Calm down.

I opened my jaw, relaxing the back of my mouth as much as I could.

“I’m going to go slow.”

I nodded as I flicked the tip of his massive cock with my tongue, licking the combination of my wet pussy and his pre-cum off and swallowing it down whole.

“I love the taste of us.” I moaned as he pressed his cock deeper into my mouth, and I gagged.

“Holy fuck,” I mumbled through a mouthful of dick. “So big.”

Rain let out a chuckle and pressed farther into me. He was so fucking big and kept hitting the back of my throat, so I tried to open my mouth, allowing him in deeper.

“You are doing so well taking me in.” He praised as my free hand reached up to help guide him in.

Once he was finally in, he whispered, “Now, very slowly go back and forth. Don’t try to go too fast at first.”

I did as he instructed and slowly sucked on him, using my free hand to stroke the parts my mouth couldn’t get off.

“Yes, Em. Your mouth was made for me.” Fuck me. His possessiveness was all I could have ever wanted.

“Such a good girl,” he rasped, and grabbed my neck so our gazes connected but only momentarily before he looked up and slammed his cock inside my mouth.

Alternating between sucking and flicking my tongue around, I reveled in taking him in, then he let out a tormented wail as warm heat exploded in my mouth. He grasped the edge of my chin as he pulled out.

“Swallow” was all said, and with an audible gulp, I obliged.

He walked through the little door in the corner where the bathroom was, and before he shut it, he glanced back where I was still on my knees, my back against the spindles of the frame of the bed.

“Get up. Get dressed.”

The door slammed shut . . . And my heart with it.

Chapter nineteen

The guilt hit me like a tidal wave, overwhelming and crushing. I couldn’t bear to meet her gaze, fearing that her eyes would expose the lies I’d been telling myself.

I had conjured the idea that she would be mine, and now she stood before me, well, knelt before me, offering herself, but I couldn’t follow through. All I felt was a searing shame as her eyes lit up with anticipation when she took me into her mouth so perfectly, only to watch that spark fade as I walked away after coming in her.

If I weren’t so consumed by my own self-loathing, I would have been disgusted with myself, too.

“Fuck,” I yelled, aware she was just on the other side of the door, hearing every word.

I grabbed some water and splashed it on my face and cock in a futile attempt to clean up the cum still dripping down my thigh. Perhaps wiping away the physical evidence would erase the pain carving into my heart.

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