Page 22 of Craving You
“Why do you think you are ruined?”
“Because I am.I’ve let men fuck me for years,” I whine.“Remy.”
“Whatever happened before now, I’m not concerned about it.Going forward, you belong to me.No one will ever touch you again.No one will ever feel you again.Understand?”
“Yes,” I pant.
“Good girl,” he says.I gasp when he latches onto my clit and sucks hard.
“Oh, God!”I moan loudly.My eyes roll back when he pushes two fingers into me and curls them in.I’m still sore, but he goes slowly.
“You see, Little Fawn, I know everything about your body.I know how to make you come, I know how to keep you on edge, I know how to make you soak this bed.I may have not been inside of you yet, but I know your body better than you,” he brags.
“Then, for the love of God, make me come,” I beg.
“Tell me one good thing about yourself,” he says.
“What?Fuck.I don’t know,” I whine again.“I dance well.”
“Good girl.Keep saying things and you’ll get to come,” he says as he starts lightly sucking on me.When he moves his fingers inside of me, I could cry.
“Ohhh, my God,” I whimper.He starts to stop, so I yell something else.“I’m smart!I have a master’s degree.Fuck, I wanna come…”
“One more,” he mutters against me.
“Remy,” I whimper.“I’m kind.I’m nice to everyone to a fault.Oh, my God!”
He finally sends me spiraling into an orgasm and doesn’t let up.He is hitting every hidden spot inside me and playing me in ways I didn’t know were possible.When he stops, I am gasping for air, trying to catch my breath.“Fuck,” I choke out.He unties my wrists and brings me to his chest when he lies beside me.He has his body positioned to hide the fact that he’s hard, but I know.He’s never had someone take care of him before.He said that he has taken my mouth in my sleep, but he’s never experienced someone giving it to him.
I should be mad.Shit, I should be furious at him.He did far more than just take advantage of me while I was sleeping.He drugged me and then played with me.Although I didn’t necessarily consent, I never would’ve said no.Not to him, at least.I move up to my knees so I can face him, and he raises an eyebrow at me.
“What are you doing?”he asks.
“What I do best,” I say as I unbutton his pants.
“Lori…”
“Nope.Be a good boy and shut the fuck up so I can suck your cock.You can have control back after you come for me,” I say as I yank his jeans and boxers down.I try not to react when I see his dick, but holy fuck, he is huge.He attempts to stop me, but I grab hold of his cock and take him straight to the back of my throat.
“Oh fuck,” he groans, fisting my hair.He doesn’t force me and lets me lead.I put my hand on the bed beside him and use the other to stroke him as I bob up and down.“Oh, Lori.Dear God, woman.”
Unlike him, I don’t tease or edge him.I get him there and push him over the edge.When his body tenses and he groans deeply, I squeeze and massage his balls.“Fuck, Lori!”he moans.I keep him down my throat and swallow as he comes, but I don’t stop.He is hypersensitive, and his body jerks when I don’t stop.He finally pulls me off him, and I laugh as he brings me up.When I’m close enough, he grabs my face and kisses me hard.
“Good?”I ask when he has me lay my head on his chest.I hear his heart still beating fast in his chest and I laugh.
“For the record, I’ve gotten my dick sucked before but never like that,” he says.
“You have?”I ask, looking up at him.
“I’ve done a lot of things, Lori.I’ve just never fucked anyone.I do love the enthusiasm though,” he says with a grin.
“I should be mad at you,” I say.
“You should.”He gently strokes my hair and doesn’t argue.
“I should be angry because you drugged me over and over again.You used me when I couldn’t say no,” I continue.
“I did and you should be,” he says simply.
