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“You’re such an obedient little thing, aren’t you?” he says, and the praise makes me melt further into position. “So beautiful like this, offering yourself to me so sweetly.”
His hand glides over my backside, rough calluses catching on my skin as he squeezes possessively. The sensation sends delicious shivers up my spine, making me arch into his touch.My breath comes in quick pants, knowing what’s coming but still unprepared when his palm lifts and cracks down sharply.
I cry out at the sting, the sound echoing off the cabin walls. Before the bite fully settles, his thick fingers slide between my thighs, finding me embarrassingly wet. He plunges two fingers deep inside me without warning, making me gasp and buck against his lap.
“So responsive.” He finger fucks me at a maddeningly slow rhythm. “Your body knows exactly what it needs, doesn’t it?”
Another sharp slap lands, sending sparks of pleasure-pain radiating through me. His fingers never stop their steady thrusting, building a mounting pressure low in my belly. My mind spins, unable to focus on anything but the dual points where his hands connect with my body.
The pattern continues—stinging slaps alternating with deep, curling thrusts of his fingers. Each impact drives me further onto his hand, making me take him deeper. I’m writhing on his lap now, desperate sounds falling from my lips as tension coils tighter and tighter.
“Please,” I whimper, so close to the edge I can taste it. “Please, I need—”
“Not yet.” His voice is dark with command. “You don’t cum until I’m buried inside you. Understand?”
I nod frantically, biting my lip hard as I fight against my body’s demands. His fingers curl wickedly inside me, brushing that spot that makes stars burst behind my eyes.
“Use your words, lovely. Tell me you understand.”
“Yes Sir,” I gasp. “I understand. Not until you’re inside me.”
Another sharp crack lands across my tender flesh, the impact sending shockwaves through me. I cry out, pressing back against his hand, silently begging for more. His fingers are still buried deep inside me.
“On your hands and knees. Now.” His voice is rough, commanding.
I scramble to comply, my body trembling with need as I position myself on the cabin’s floor. The boards are cool beneath my palms, a stark contrast to my heated skin. My ass burns deliciously, making me hyperaware of how exposed I am in this position.
Without warning, Micah grabs my hips and slams into me with one powerful thrust. We both cry out at the sudden joining—me from the delicious stretch of taking all of him at once, him from the tight heat of my body welcoming him home.
“Fucking perfect,” he growls, setting a punishing pace. “So wet and tight for me. Look how well you’re handling this, I’m so proud.”
His hand comes down hard on my ass again as he pounds into me, making me scream his name. Each thrust drives me closer to that precipice, my arms shaking as they struggle to support me against his relentless assault.
“Please,” I beg, my voice breaking around the word. “Please, sir, I need to cum. Please let me cum.”
He responds by fucking me harder, one hand gripping my hip while the other continues delivering stinging slaps to my already sensitive flesh. The sound of skin meeting skin fills the cabin, punctuated by our shared moans and gasps.
“Not yet,” he commands, though I can hear the strain in his voice. “I’m not done owning this pussy yet.”
“Yes, sir,” I moan, my voice breaking around the words as pleasure builds to an almost unbearable peak. Every powerful thrust of his cock sends more shockwaves through my body, my arms shaking as they struggle to keep me upright.
Micah’s large hands grip my hips tighter, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. The thought of wearing hisfingerprints on my skin makes me clench around him, drawing a deep groan from his chest.
“Such a good girl,” he says, voice full of tension, “following my commands so beautifully. Letting me own you like this.”
My whole body trembles at his words, tears gathering in my eyes from the intensity of sensation. I’ve never felt so full, so completely possessed, so utterly safe even as he claims me with almost brutal force.
“We’re almost there.” His thrusts become more forceful. “You’re going to cum with me. Together.”
His cock thickens inside me, stretching me further as his own release builds. The knowledge that he’s close too only heightens my desperation. My inner walls tighten around him, trying to pull him deeper.
“Fuck, lovely,” he cries through gritted teeth, “cum on my cock.”
With one final, powerful thrust and slap to my ass, he slams deep inside me. The force of it combined with his command sends me hurtling over the edge. My orgasm crashes through me in waves of white-hot pleasure as I feel him pulse inside me, filling me with his release.
Together, just as he promised, we fall into ecstasy.
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