Page 24 of Frat Row
I see stars as I get that rush through my body. Shamelessly, I scream his name, cum coating the inside of my legs and his face.
“Taste yourself.” His hand wraps around my jaw as he pins my body against the tree, groaning as he kisses me, dizzy from the orgasm.
“That’s one,” Tyler says playfully.
I feel his length on my abdomen; it’s hard and erect again.
“I’m still owed one more.” I place my hand on his chest, playfully pushing him away from me; his body barely moves.
“I am here to serve.” He chuckles.
He kisses me fiercely before he asks, “Do you trust me?”
Without thinking, I answer, “Yes.”
He flips me so my face is against the tree and my back is to him.
“Put your hands behind your back,” he demands.
My hands move behind my back rapidly as he pats his pockets, trying to find something. Silence spreads over us for a second, and then I feel the plastic wrapping around my wrists; he is zip-tying them together. I cry out from the tightness of them.
“Fuck, I love seeing you like this,” Tyler says as he hauls me back and pushes me forcefully to the ground, gripping my hips back so my ass is in the air. One of his hands holds my face down, firmly securing me.
He pushes two fingers into my wetness. “I knew you’d be ready for me.”
I yelp at the unexpected intrusion. He lines himself up and slowly pushes himself in all the way to the hilt. Groaning, he pulls out all the way, then quickly pushes back in. I moan loudly. He spanks my ass, causing me to shriek at the surprising sting.
He begins to violently thrust in and out of me, and I feel it again. The tingles are washing over me, and it is like an out-of-body experience—like I’m levitating. Just as I am about to come, he withdraws himself.
“Only good girls get to come,” he snarls over me.
Rubbing my ass back into him, my body begs for the release, and the feeling of emptiness washes over me.
Tyler spits in my puckered hole and drags his cock from my slit to my tight ring of muscle. “I’m going to fuck you here now, and don’t come until I tell you to.”
His cock nudges my back entrance as he works his way inside, letting me adjust at first. Then, he slams into me.
I scream out and try to bite back the initial pain.
“Relax, let me in,” he soothingly says as I try to relax my body.
Tyler lines himself up and shoves back into me. Again, I scream, the pain overtaking pleasure. His fingers find my clit and begin working it while he starts moving back and forth, gradually building up speed. Satisfaction covers me like a warm blanket. After edging me, I know I’m about to come quick, and the lightheadedness takes over.
“Go ahead, be my good girl, and come all over my cock.” He groans thunderously.
I scream his name as I come again, my entire body racking with spasms, and he yells mine as his release spills inside of me.
We don’t move for a minute, trying to catch our breath. Once we do, Tyler opens a knife and cuts the zip-tie, freeing my hands.
I slowly sit up and rub my wrists. I know I must look like a mess, with leaves and pine needles in my tangled hair. My legs ache in the most delicious way, as do other parts of my body.
Tyler silently hands me my clothes, and we start getting dressed, grinning at each other.
“Please feel free to fill out a survey. I love hearing how satisfied you were with the agreed-upon payment,” Tyler says, buttoning up his shorts.
“Who says I’m completely satisfied?” I tsk.
He gives me a horrified look. “Screaming my name while orgasming kind of gave you away.”
