Page 64 of Ensnared By Silence
Grasping the back of his head, I encouraged him to continue, the small bite of pain adding to his pleasurable ministrations. Feeling safer than I had in my entire life, the weight of my pain lifted, I gripped into his hair, pressing him tighter to my chest. His brown eyes lifted, and he smiled around my nipple as he released it with a pop.
“Is there something you want?” he asked, licking my nipple again.
“You. I want you,” I moaned as he kissed down my stomach and I laid down on my back.
“You have me. Tell me what youwant,” he urged.
I whispered, “I want you to fuck me hard and don’t stop until I come.”
His eyes lit up, and he gripped the sides of my panties before sliding them down my legs. Positioning himself between my legs, he looked up at me and propped my feet closer to my ass, encouraging me to spread my legs wide. He licked his lips and whispered, “I love you,” before diving mouth first into my pussy.
“Oh!” I moaned, arching my back and rocking my hips as he flicked my clit faster and faster.
He wasn’t taking his time with me, being gentle with kid gloves, and my love for him grew. He trusted me to tell him what I needed, and he was giving it to me with reckless abondance. Pushing two fingers into my wet channel, I bucked my hips as he massaged my g-spot, timing his flicks and sucks with his fingers, pushing me closer and closer to release. My hand grasped his hair and I shamelessly humped his face as the electrical current shot through my body, lighting me up from the inside. He peppered my pussy with kisses, licking my clit softly as the last of my orgasm ebbed from me.
Crawling up my body, he leaned down, bracketing his arms next to my head, and kissed me, the flavor of my release strong on his tongue. I tangled my tongue with his as I felt him grip his hard shaft and run the head through my wet folds. His lips brushed against mine and he looked me deep in the eyes, love and need shining back as he rocked his hips forward, impaling me on his thick shaft.
Feeding inch after inch of his monster cock into me, I moaned and writhed under him until he was seated to the hilt. His forehead came to rest on mine, and he retracted until just the head was inside. With a powerful thrust, he speared me onto his cock, and I whimpered as he fucked me with hard, punctuated thrusts.
“Hayden, fuck, yes. More. Harder,” I panted, and he sat up onto his knees and gripped my hips, pulling me lower onto his shaft.
The new position allowed him to rub my clit as he hammered into me, the violent sounds of skin slapping together pushing me higher and higher with each stroke. I clenched the sheets as he pounded into me, asking, “Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Take it. Take it all,” he moaned and threw his head back, sweat rolling down his toned chest. My pussy clenched around his shaft and he doubled his efforts on my clit as he urged, “Come, baby. I can’t hold off much longer.”
My hand joined his, and I rubbed my clit faster as he held onto both hips, jacking me up and down his shaft. My vision grew spotty, and I felt my soul crack in half as the most powerful orgasm of my life erupted from me.
“Hayden. Oh! I love you.”
He grew thicker as he yelled, “Fuck! I love you.”
His pace faltered before he slammed deep, pressing himself to the hilt as he filled my pussy with his seed. His body fell forward, and he rested his head on my chest as we fought to catch our breath. He smiled up at me, his eyes glowing in the morning light, and I brushed my hand across his cheek.
My phone chimed, and I glanced to see it was ten minutes after eight. I kissed him and reminded him, “I need to get a shower so I can go see my brothers.”
I smiled every time I said that, and Hayden winked before rolling off me onto his back. I crawled out of bed and the icy floor was shocking on my bare feet as I walked into the attached bathroom. Turning on the water, I let it get hot before stepping in and washing myself quickly. I didn’t want to smell like sex when I talked to them, and as I turned off the water, I heard Hayden’s phone ring.
Wrapping a towel around myself, I walked into the bedroom to find him leaning against the headboard, his eyes rolling as he listened to whatever was being said on the phone. Reaching into the back of my dresser drawer, I pulled out the old relic from my past and slipped it into my backpack before I stepped back into the room with my clothes in my arms. I stopped getting dressed and paid attention to the conversation.
“I don’t know what you want me to do, Agnes. No, I’m not coming back to Lincolnville to ‘be with the family’. I couldn’t care less if your stupid stepson got drunk and wrapped his car around a tree.”
My eyes grew wide, and Hayden met my gaze, nodding as he listened to his mother. I mouthed ‘Tucker?’ and he nodded again. I turned away and finished getting dressed, pulling on a pair of comfy jeans and a soft sweater. Pairing the outfit with my new brown knee boots, I kept watching him as he uh-huh’d and hmm’d through the conversation.
“I’m sorry for Dick’s loss, I guess. I’ll talk to you later, Agnes.”
He hung up the phone, and I sat down on the bed, staring at a spot on the floor. Hayden stood and walked in front of me, crouching down and lifting my gaze to his.
“Still okay?”
Exhaling, I admitted, “I didn’t think it would be so quick. There’s no way to track what happened back to us, is there?”
“Your brothers are experts at making people disappear and other things I don’t want to know about. They’ve made sure this won’t come back on us. Talk to them about it when you see them. They’ll tell you the same thing.” He smiled, and I nodded again.
He stood and offered me his hand. He was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and no shirt as he escorted me to the front door. I lifted my arms to his shoulders and linked my hands behind his neck. “I’ll see you at the cabin in an hour or so?”
“Text me when you’re leaving the condo and I’ll meet you there. Are you sure you want to go back to the cabin?” he asked with uncertainty.
