Page 53 of Degrees of Control

“Stop.”

The stranger nuzzled her sensitive flesh. “Just let it happen, sweet thing.”

“No,” she gasped, feeling his hot breath wash over her.

“Just let me suck them, sweetheart, that’s all.”

Without waiting for a response he drew her nipple into his mouth, his hand rising up to caress the other. Wet heat spread across her chest and Charlie’s eyes rolled back in her head.

“Oh, please, stop.” The feel of his stubble against her sensitive flesh was almost more than she could take.

The stranger pulled away, mouth damp, eyes burning. “You sure you haven’t changed your mind?”

“I-I can’t go home with you.”

“Okay, well how about we just stay here?” His hands trailed down her midriff, parting the front of the negligee and exposing her silk panties. He groaned softly. “These are perfect. Innocent but sexy as hell, hugging that little cunt so tight they could take your pulse.” He cupped her pussy and made a gasping, greedy sound. “You’re so wet, sweetheart. You must hurt between your legs.”

“Please, stop, I don’t—I can’t.”

The stranger’s eyes were like whirlpools sucking her down. “Just let me stroke you, baby. That’s all, I promise.” He tugged the material aside and slid a finger into her aching cunt. Charlie’s mind went blank.

“Yeah, girl, you are ready for me.”

He added another finger and after a few shallow thrusts, a third.

“Oh my god,” Charlie moaned and the man chuckled against her neck.

“That’s right, honey, nice and thick.”

His fingers hooked inside her and he began pumping, brushing that throbbing place with quick, merciless strokes. He was rough, much rougher than she was used to. She gripped his biceps, trying to force his arm away. “Please, stop.”

The stranger laughed and fucked her even harder with his fingers, his broad thumb reaching forward to brush her clit.

Oh my God.

“That feels good, don’t it, darlin’? Though I’m wondering if your tight little cunt will even take my dick. Guess we’ll find out soon enough.”

Charlie moaned. There was violence in this act. The way her panties were pushed to one side as his thick fingers prepared her for his cock. The thought made her abdomen seize up.

“That’s it, baby, gush,” he muttered, his breath hot in her ear. “Come all over my hand.”

Her skin tightened as her cunt rippled around him. The shock of orgasm was so strong, Charlie’s feet gave way, but the stranger lifted her like a rag doll and placed her on the cool bench top. He resumed stroking her cunt, a glazed look in his eyes. “Spread your legs, sweet thing. I wanna taste you ’fore I fuck you.”

“No. Please, my boyfriend…”

The stranger pulled out of her pussy, wiping his fingers on his jeans. His jaw was tight. “Your dumbfuck boyfriend’s not here. I am.”

“No, no, no.”

The stranger’s eyes went black. “Fine then, we’ll do it the hard way.”

He yanked her thighs open and quick as lightning pushed his mouth against her silk-covered pussy. Charlie squealed and pushed against his big shoulders but the man didn’t budge an inch. He nudged the damp material of her panties aside with his teeth and slid his tongue between her legs.

“Oh God,” Charlie moaned. “Oh my fucking God.”

He felt like heaven, like sunshine and rainbows made liquid and she gave up all resistance. Her second climax wasn’t a blossoming crescendo like the first. The stranger sucked her clit mercilessly, creating sharp jabs of stimulation so intense they were almost pain. He licked her until she forced his forehead away, collapsing back onto the counter with an astonished sigh. “I…I shouldn’t have done that.”

“But you’re real glad I did, huh?” The stranger stood up, trailing his hands along her bare thighs. He was impossibly tall, impossibly large and his bright hazel eyes were locked on her. “Time for the main event, baby. Take off your panties.”

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