Page 68 of The Catalyst

I…I don’t remember the last time I felt as content as I do with him, even if he’s just in the same room as me and we aren’t speaking. It’s like he sees me for me and not for who I am to his best friend.

“What are you even doing here?” I ask, my air coming out in ragged pants.

Then, he leans into me, bending down to my level. He presses his face flush to mine without letting me feel his lips on mine. I gasp from his closeness, waiting for him to close that gap.

“Whatever the fuck I want and that includes you.”

Oh, please do, crazy man.

“I could always say no,” I rasp as his fingers trail up my bare thigh, sneaking between my slightly spread legs.

“True, but you won’t.”

“So much confidence in yourself.”

“Call it what you want, princess, but we both know you’d be on your knees begging for my cock if I stopped giving it to you. You’d be so desperate for me.”

A small moan escapes my lips from the thought of getting on my hands and knees, possibly crawling to him, begging for him to give it to me. “I’m already desperate for it,” I admit and he smirks down at me.

“But, exactly how desperate are you? That’s the real question.”

* * *

Ollie escortedme from the hall of mirrors to the enclosed magic show tent where there are lines of seats set away from the stage. He drops my hand as we pass the chairs and I stop, looking around the space. It’s very basic, but I bet the shows put on are amazing. I’m going to have to come when they’re open.

I turn my head to look at Ollie and he is leaning back against the stage, his ankles crossed like he has all the time in the world.

“What?” I ask, waiting for him to say or do something. Instead, he’s just staring at me.

“Take off your panties,” he demands, his gaze dropping to my skirt. And, he waits.

My heart races as I reach under my skirt and tug down my underwear. The tiny fabric pools at my feet and I carefully step out of it. My thighs are slick as I wait for whatever he is going to do or what he will makemedo.

“Take off your shirt and your bra,” he commands, his voice taking on a darker edge, and I do as he instructs. The chill in the air makes my nipples harden along with the intensity of this moment and what it will no doubt lead to.

He tilts his head before he points to the pebble covered ground. “On your knees and show me how desperate you are for me,” he orders, his eyes turning nearly black. My heart races as I contemplate my options.

Those rocks will surely scratch up my knees and might even make me bleed, but also I like the pain and I doubt he will fuck me if I defy him. He’ll consider it a punishment for disobeying.

Fucking caveman.

I slowly move to my knees and my cunt weeps from the sting of the rocks digging into my flesh. My hands and knees ache as I stay in my spot before looking up at him. His face is vacant of emotion, but his eyes tell me everything I need to know. He’s barely hanging on by a thread. He’s just as desperate for me as I am for him.

“Please,” I beg, my desperation leaking from my tone and between my thighs. “I need you.”

“Not good enough, princess,” he mutters with disappointment.

Ouch.

If he wants desperation, I’ll give it to him. I’ll leave my morals at the door and be the needy little slut he craves.

I crawl toward him, letting the rocks dig and cut into my skin, as he monitors my movements. “Please, please, give it to me. I need it so bad. I need your cock, Ollie baby.” I reach him and stand on my knees, running my hands up his pant legs until I reach his zipper. His hard cock throbs against my hand through his pants and I squeeze him. “I’m so wet. I can’t take it. I don’t care how you fuck me, but please, fuck me like you hate me and make it hurt. Make me bleed for you.”

I pull down his zipper as I beg over and over until I have his cock in my hand. Then, I wrap my lips around the head, sucking him in even as my lips stretch painfully around him.

He doesn’t make a sound as I gag myself on him, taking him down my throat. That’s until he grips my hair tight at the back of my head and thrusts all the way in, grunting with the move.

“Such a good fucking girl. Suck my cock just like that,” he demands and I follow his directions. I take him all the way in with every thrust, even though it makes my throat ache.

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