Page 55 of See You Next Winter
That look betrays her. She’s not scared, and she has no reason to be. No, she’s excited. Kayla knows I’d never hurt her. I live to give her everything she craves.
Her chest heaves close between us, tits full and high in her strappy sundress. Her skin is golden from her days outside in the summer sun, freckles dusting the tops of her shoulders.
“You'd better not be lying to me, Bunny. When I put my tongue in your mouth, the only thing I want to taste is you.”
“I’m not lying.” She opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue, spurring me on.
I dip my head and slowly lick the length of it, staring into her eyes the entire time. She tastes of salt and beer and her, but when she leans in to kiss me, I pull away.
“How much have you had to drink?”
She holds up two fingers. I snatch them in my fist and bring them to my mouth, sucking them deep. She whimpers as she watches me, and her hips tip forward, grinding against the rock solid erection that threatens to bust out of my shorts.
I spit on her fingers and flip the skirt part of her dress up, revealing white, lacy panties. I hope she won’t mind if I ruin them tonight.
“Touch yourself,” I bark at her, and she shoves her hand down the front, groaning at the sensation. It gives me a thrill to know this is turning her on as much as it is me.
Backing her up against the wall, I make space between us, keeping my arm locked with my hand at her throat, holding her gently in place.
“Fuck yourself,” I tell her, watching as her hand works faster. With my other hand, I pull the straps of her dress down, tugging it until it gathers at her waist and her tits spill free. Her beautiful chest heaves with each hurried gasp for air.
“I can hear how wet you are, Kayla. Are you my desperate little slut?” Her eyes flare, then roll back in her head. “Spread your legs wider and keep going.”
Of all the shit we’ve done, this is some of the darkest, but she’s always been my safe place to explore fantasies, and I’ve always been hers. We know we’ll never hurt each other. This is just a way for the raw animals inside us to come out, the ones that want nothing more than to scratch and bite and suck and fuck.
Kayla shifts her focus to her clit. When her legs begin to tremble, I can tell she’s getting close. I release her throat, pinch her tight nipples, and smack them hard. The sensation has her squirming against her hand, and I haul it out of her underwear and up to my mouth.
“Mine,” I growl, sucking her fingers clean, then shoving my tongue in her mouth. She opens for me, kissing me back, clutching my t-shirt in her fists and leaping into my arms.
With one hand under her ass, I reach the other between us, tug the damp lace to one side, and thrust two fingers straight into her wet heat. “Were you close, Bunny?”
“Yes,” she cries, her head dropping to my shoulder.
“You need to come real bad, don’t you?”
Her hips rock back and forth, fucking herself on my hand, desperately seeking pleasure.
“Oh, no you don’t.”
I pull her away from the wall and carry her across the room.
“On the bed. Face down.” She bounces when I drop her, rolling straight over and lifting her ass up to wriggle her damp underwear down her thighs. I yank them straight off her, and the memory of stuffing her mouth with them a few years ago shudders through me. She loved it, but tonight I want to hear her when I make her scream.
Behind her, I strip out of my clothes but leave the ski mask on. My skin prickles with sweat, a mix of summer heat and feral energy pouring off of me.
“Do I need a condom when I fuck your whore cunt?” I ask her, grabbing her delicious, round ass roughly, then bringing my hand down for a firm smack. My words are harsh, but the unspoken question hangs between us. When she shakes her head, I know in my heart she’s telling me she hasn’t been with anyone since me.
“Good girl,” I tell her, bending to kiss away the sting. “Get that ass up and spread yourself open.”
“Oh fuck, yes,” she moans, reaching back to follow my orders.
“Is that what you want, baby? Want me to use these holes and fill them up and make them mine?” I spit onto the tight muscle there, and the sight of it dripping down and mixing with her slickness makes my cock throb even harder. “Too late, sweetheart. They’re already fucking mine.”
I hitch her higher and line my cock up with her aching pussy. The way she’s got me feeling, I could come right now, but I need this to be so good for her.
“Look at me, Kayla. Look me in the eye so I can see themwiden when I fill you.”
She twists her shoulders to look back up at me. I must look fucking insane in nothing but a black mask, but from the way she bites her lip, I know she loves it.
