Page 51 of Tainted Serenity

I don’t think about anything else as his two fingers find their way inside my slit, pushing deep inside me until they hit the spot I have long sought for. A loud moan grumbles from my throat when he pumps his fingers faster inside me, causing me to the edge of orgasm.

Without having time to process it, his hand leaves the inside of my panties, which causes me to writhe from the pleasant yet uncomfortable need surging through my body. His fingers touch my lips, silently urging me to open them. As a result, I purse them rather than letting him take them into my mouth.

The dominant side of him wreaks havoc inside; I see it in his sapphire eyes, which become more clear with each second. With his other hand, he grabs a hold of my throat, tightening the grip.

“Open up.”

I shake my head, deliberately disobeying him. He hasn’t been here for me for months, and it’s his time to make it up for me. When he tightens the hold on my throat, the air slowly constricts from my screaming lungs, but all I can do is smile at him with a dangerous hint of satisfaction.

“You don’t get to come here and demand things.”

While I speak, he takes the opportunity to slip his two fingers inside my mouth, letting me taste my own arousal while he enjoys the slow torture.

“Are you in control here?” His voice takes on a dangerous tone as his fingers hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag on them, saliva dripping down the sides of my mouth.

When I don’t answer, he spanks my ass once again, demanding a reply.

“No,” I whimper, especially as he squeezes the oxygen out from me with every slow second that passes.

“Then shut the fuck up and obey me, or else you won’t get to come.”

Without warning, he is suddenly pushing inside of me, and I scream at the intrusion. The sound echoes through the corridor walls, reverberating, and it’s a wonder no one has discovered us yet. Despite being in the open, none of us cares. We have always thrived on the thrill of something dangerous and toxic, dancing the line between morally right and wrong, and this is our moment that no one can take away from us.

He thrusts inside me with hard movements, causing me to try to silence my own moans by biting my lip, drawing blood.

“You want me to fuck you senseless?” He growls in that dark, gravelly voice of his.

I nod eagerly, feeling another orgasm rising, and this time I hope he fucking lets me come.

“Use your words, little doll. How else am I supposed to know what you want?”

It seems as if these months apart have done him some good shit with his dirty talk, and I am so here for it.

“Y-yes,” I manage to stutter out when he hits another deep spot within me that has my eyes rolling back.

His other arm that isn’t squeezing my throat glides over to my arms, feeling every inch of my body, until he suddenly stops. I whine, grinding myself against his crotch to get him to keep fucking me. The anticipation is killing me.

“What is this?”

He turns me to face him, gripping my wrist in his hand as he stares straight into my eyes. I gulp, my pulse spiking. I didn’t expect him to notice it. I’m unable to answer him, but my silence is enough as he stares at my arm where I sliced my wrist the other day with the stone under my bed.

Without another word, he lifts me up until my legs are straddling his waist, and he is deep inside me again. My back is pushed against the cold wall as he continues to thrust inside me, the sounds of our groans echoing together with the wet sounds of me and skin slapping against each other.

“No one gets to hurt you except for me. Not even yourself,” he growls in my ear while thrusting inside me. “I will be your anchor, your support, your fucking torturer.”

My pussy clenches around his cock buried deep inside me, and makes me feel ecstatic. I am so fucking wet and turned on right now.

“Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

Our moans echo around us as he fucks me. Suddenly, I feel something sharp against my wrist when his hand on my throat has let go, and I’m no longer lifted by him. When I notice the blade, a sheer moment of panic envelops me until he forces me to look into his eyes while grabbing my chin.

“Do you trust me?”

There’s no doubt in my mind about that. “Yeah.”

He smiles, kissing my neck slowly before he gently starts sucking on it. Goosebumps travel across my arms, and I am too in the moment to notice the stinging pain filling me until the blade hits my arm. Grey continues to kiss my neck, slicing into my skin with precise movements, and I cannot help but moan as he looks at me again.

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