Page 39 of Beyond the Summer

"You're spiraling again, aren't you?"

"Am I that transparent?"I groaned, burying my face in the crook of his shoulder.

"Only to me," he replied with a gentle squeeze."What do you need right now?"

"Fuck me until it's all better," I whispered, the words coming out desperate and needy.

"Does that work?"Ben asked, concern lacing his voice.

"Please, just… make me forget everything else but the feeling of your dick inside me.It works.For a while at least."

"Okay," he agreed softly, pressing a lingering kiss to my forehead before nudging me onto my hands and knees.

As I adjusted my position, Ben peeled down my underwear, revealing my vulnerable hole."Did you prep, baby?"

"Y-yeah," I stuttered, heat creeping up my neck at the reminder of what was about to happen.

"Good boy."His praise sent shivers down my spine as his fingers traced a slick path along my entrance.He pressed one digit inside, working the lube into me, and I couldn't help but let out a moan.

"More, please," I begged, rocking back against his hand.

"Patience, Sutton," Ben teased, adding a second finger and stretching me open."I want you good and ready for me."

"God, you're killing me," I muttered, trying to focus on my breathing as pleasure began to build inside me."Please, Ben, fuck me hard.Make it hurt.Pain helps."

"Are you sure?"he asked again, his fingers stilling for a moment.

"Positive," I panted, desperate for that mix of pain and pleasure only he could provide.

A sharp, unexpected pain jolted me as Ben leaned forward and sank his teeth into my ass cheek.

"Oh fuck, bite harder," I whimpered."Mark me."He bit again, in a different, more sensitive spot, and I bucked against him, the intensity of the bite sending shivers down my spine and bringing my orgasm dangerously close.Ben lifted his head, tracing his fingers over the mark he'd left.

"Shh, you have to be quiet, baby," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin.He pulled back and grabbed a bandana."We put our tent across the meadow from the campers for a reason, but they can still hear us if we're loud."He looked around the tent for a moment, picking up a bandana."Can I gag you?"He deftly tied it into a knot, and I shivered, imagining the helpless feeling of not being able to speak as he fucked me.My cock throbbed.The need for that fun little kink was unexpectedly intense.

I wanted to be Ben's to use, at Ben's mercy, and that was all there was to it.

"Shut me up if you need to.I don't need to say anything to be your little slut," I whispered.He was smirking at me as he shoved the fabric into my mouth, holding it tight, tying it off snugly.It was a whole new loss of control, and I was pretty fucking turned on by it.

Before I think about it, Ben shoved me face first into the pile of sleeping bags, and his big cock pushed roughly into me.I arched my hips up, giving him access to fill me up completely.The fabric muffled my moans.He was right to have gagged me.As the pain and pleasure blended together, I wanted to scream.I lost myself in the overwhelming sensations of being fucked roughly.My muscles tensed around Ben's cock, and I reveled in the feeling of being so utterly stuffed full of him.It was a heady mix of vulnerability and intimacy that left me reeling.

"You feel amazing," Ben panted, his grip on my hip tightening as he continued to drive into me.The sound of his voice, low and needy, only served to heighten my arousal.

I tried to focus on staying quiet, but it was nearly impossible.Each hard thrust pushed me closer to the edge.The gag helped, though.I bit down on the fabric, focusing on that instead of moaning.My thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind, filled with love and passion for the man who shared this secret part of me.He drove in deep, and held me there for a moment, both of us panting.

"I want to watch you ride me," Ben coaxed, pulling out of me before quickly rolling onto his back and pulling me along with him.His firm hands wrapped around my waist, guiding me into position over his throbbing cock.The anticipation of sinking down onto him made my pulse race.

"Fuck, you look so sexy like this," he whispered as I began to lower myself onto him, stuffing him deep, my cock bouncing on my stomach.He tugged on the gag."Little slut doesn't need to talk.He just needs to fuck himself on big dick, huh?"

I nodded eagerly, whimpering into the fabric.

"Well.Impale yourself on my cock.Show me how hard you like to be fucked."

I couldn't deny how much I wanted it, needed it, even.My mind went blank as I focused on the stretch of being filled by him.He was so big, and in this position, there was nothing I could do but take him all.

"Good boy," Ben praised, his breath hitching as he slid deeper inside me."You're doing so well."

I lifted up and slammed down roughly onto his shaft, moaning at the intense stretch of forcing him deep into me.Ben gripped my cock, stroking it firmly as I continued to ride him.I leaned back, bracing myself on my hands and squatting over him so that I could make things as rough as I wanted, abusing my hole with his cock.

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