“Don’t be scared, princess. Fucking is natural. Just give in to it.” He continues to thrust in and out of me, rocking and rolling his hips around. He’s touching my inner walls from all angles. I never thought I could be this filled up.
I want to be good at this. I want to show him I’m not afraid. I want to have power.
So, I begin to move my hips, learning how to match his pace. My body undulates. Pants start to escape my lips. Being this close, skin to skin, chest to chest, with Finn is intoxicating. I don’t want to leave this bubble with him because to leave it would be to face the consequences of my actions. What we’re doing isn’t rape. It’s completely consensual.
Dante and my father would be so ashamed of me if they found out.
Suddenly, Finn pulls out of me and flips me onto my stomach and raises my hips up.
“What are you doing?” I ask. It’s this combination of fear and excitement that makes all of this so thrilling.
“I’m making you mine.” He grabs my hips and thrusts right back into me. In this new position, I can feel him even deeper. I can’t stop myself: I moan.
Finn fucks me from behind like I’m an animal. It’s degrading. It’s also making me more turned on than I’ve ever been.
I roll my hips back. I need to have some say in this. He doesn’t get to dictate everything that happens between us.
“God, you feel so good around my cock,” he growls, grinding his hips against mine and sinking his cock deeper into me. I gasp and clench the bedsheets.
“I want to look at you.”
“I’m in charge here, princess,” he says into my ear as he leans over my body.
“No. I want to see you.”
“Just take it like the bad girl you are. Let me fuck you.”
I gasp again when his cock brushes against a part of me I never knew existed. It’s so much pleasure, I almost come right here and now.
I buck my hips back. “You do not get to treat me like this. Show me some respect.”
“Fucking you doggy style isn’t disrespecting you, princess. It’s just showing you another way to fuck.”
I’m going to be in charge in this moment. I need to be.
I use all my strength to surge forward and roll onto my back. “I want to look at you.”
Finn smirks. “Ok, princess.” He grips my legs and places my ankles around his shoulders.
Then he thrusts back into me.
I know I’m going to be sore from this. I know I’m never going to be the same after this. Not because I won’t be a virgin any longer but because Finn will have been the one to take my virginity. I will never be able to forget that.
This act ties us together forever.
Finn plunges his cock into me. From this new angle, I can feel him in a different way. It’s more pleasurable and doesn’t hurt as much as when I was on my knees.
I try to move my own hips but in this position, I just have to let Finn take control. That’s fine. I got my way. I wanted to look him in the eye as he claimed me. I deserve this.
“What would your father think of you now?”
“Don’t talk about him,” I growl. “Just take me.”
He thrusts into me harder and I gasp. “To know his baby girl is getting fucked by a man like me.”
The cut on his arm is bleeding, dripping blood onto the mattress. It seeps down to his hand where he grips my thigh, leaving behind a blood stain on my skin. It’s disgusting but right now, I don’t care.
“Shut up,” I say. “Do you want to turn me off right now?”