Page 22 of His Curvy Castaway Obsession - A Man Who Knows What He Wants

“What happened,” Michael asks again an urgent edge in his voice, like he wants to stop it all before it happens.

“I got sick, really sick. And those cheerleaders? They ‘helped’ me into the shower… When I came to, there was everyone at the party, pointing and laughing at the fat geek, passed out naked in the shower… they even took pictures… I’ve never been so… It was… I…”

I want to cry, but only a dry croak comes out as I relive the whole thing in my mind. Michael holds me tighter than ever and I can feel his whole body tensing under me. Not from me clutching him, but from my memory, my story upsetting me so much. Upsetting him too, I can tell.

“Thanks for telling me,” he finally says, relaxing some more and holding my face in his hands again.

“I can’t change the past, but I can make the future. For us. It’ll be better from now on Zoe, you’ll see. You need never worry about anything like that, not ever, alright? I love you and I want you now, more than ever. You belong to me now, and nothing, nobody will ever hurt or upset you ever again.”

There’s something in the way he says it, I just know he’s right. I know it’s true. I don’t know how, or even why, but I suddenly feel something lifting from me. The memory of those people, all those years ago, the humiliation, the fact I never finished college because of it, none of it suddenly matters.

What matters is Michael and me. Right now.

The here and now.

“I’m not those people Zoe, and neither is most of the world. Sometimes you gotta trust people. Not everyone all the time, but for me, for us, can you trust me?” he asks me, and I don’t even have to think about it.

I stand on tippy toes, straining to reach his mouth on my own, but feel the welcoming relief of his lips on mine as he bends down some, lifting me higher with one arm around the small of my back, as if I’m lighter than air.

I start to shake all over again at his touch, his body, like his thick cock are getting hard all over again, and I could run my own shower from the wetness streaming out of me.

Using both his hands, he lifts me right up, making me squeal again, and I hook my arms around his neck, resting them on his huge shoulders as he supports me with his strength.

He gently lowers me onto him, my whole body aching for him, thrusting down onto him and closer to him as his hands hold me by my rear, lifting and squeezing me. Pumping me up and down onto him in time with the opening and closing of my pussy lips.

Each stroke hits my magic spot and within a few minutes, I’m nearly hyperventilating as I start to shout his name again, faster and faster as he pumps into me harder and harder until his animal cry shakes my whole body as his legs shake, his powerful climax quaking deep inside me as I saturate him with my own.

Our chests heave in unison and I’m again amazed at his physical strength. All those muscles aren’t just for show, and he uses his whole body to support me as well as pleasure me, for the third time in as many hours. He catches me doing the math in my mind, wondering if he’d be capable of performing like this, twenty four seven.

“At my age, maybe not on the hour, every hour,” he says, laughing, reading my mind and we both have to laugh.

“How do you do that?” I ask him, “read my mind like that?”

“I dunno, I just know what you’re thinking sometimes, not all the time…that would be scary. But sometimes, I can just figure what you’re thinking by looking at you.”

“What am I thinking now?” I ask him, a devilish grin playing on my lips as he finally lets me down, my legs wobbling as much as my insides.

“Oh no you don’t! I’m not even going to go there, let’s get cleaned up and dry off. I’ll be a prune if we stay in here much longer, alright?”

“Sure,” I tell him, savoring another kiss from him as we clean ourselves off with some of the incredible soap they have in the bathrooms.

“This soap!” I exclaim. He shrugs, looking at me quizzically. “Yeah? It’s soapy isn’t it?”

But I’m beginning to wonder.

Chapter Sixteen

Michael

Hunting through the house as Zoe does whatever women do to take so long in the bathroom, I discover a lot more by simply leafing through one of the brochures. In moments, I’ve located the generator in the basement and with the push of a button we have light, heating and more.

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