Page 107 of The Loathing

I nod, my whole body feels as if it is trembling with anticipation.

“I want you,” I manage, my throat thick and I step forward, straddling over his lap. His large hands rest on my bare thighs, his fingers digging into my skin, and I feel the burn spread across my body before goosebumps erupt.

Slowly his fingers trace shapes on my bare skin and my breath catches at the back of my throat as they move closer and closer to where I want him.

Where I need him.

He smiles like a Cheshire cat when his fingers brush against the front of my lace knickers, teasing over my clit and I shudder. Everything feels so sensitive.

“You’re so wet,” he moans, pressing a little harder now, his fingertip rubbing my clit and my head falls back slightly, my hands moving behind me and gripping onto his thighs as my back arches, my hard nipples restricted against my cotton tee.

He shuffles, when I feel his teeth nip at my shirt as he tries to pull it up to get to where he wants me, his tongue flicking across my nipple, my skin pebbling as he sucks my full breast into his mouth, his spare hand kneading and squeezing as he continues to caress me.

“King,” I whisper.

“Fuck, I love when you call my name, but love it even more when you moan King,” he groans against the flesh of my breast, his hot breaths ragged as he moves across to give the same attention to my other breast.

My hips buck forward; I am needy.

I feel his thick finger wrap round my knickers, tugging them to the side, hard and I hear the rip of the delicate lace.

“I destroyed your panties,” he growls, his eyes darken.

“I can get a new pair,” I whisper, before I gasp when I feel two of his fingers slip into me.

“Is this what you want Little Red? My fingers slowly fucking you?” his voice low and seductive.

I nod, moans slipping past my lips as I lift my hips.

“You’re such a good girl, you’re doing so well,” he praises, and I clench round his fingers. “I cannot wait to feel your tight virgin cunt around my cock, I don’t think I am going to be able to let you go. Once I fuck you, you’re mine Little Red, I will do whatever it takes to keep you,” he whispers, and I block out the last bit because we both know this is a losing game. We will never win.

I reach between us, stroking his cock in my hand once more and he moans, “Baby, you need to stop, I want to be inside of you.”

I feel a sting when he slips another finger inside of me, and I choke on my own breath as I take a sharp intake.

“You’re doing so well, you can take it,” he says softly as he slows down his pumps into me giving me a moment to adjust with his thumb brushing against my throbbing clit softly.

After a minute, he pumps into me hard and fast, my moans getting louder and my pussy clenches down over his fingers.

He slips them out of me, lifting me slightly as he lines his cock up and begins to rub it over my clit and teasing through my folds.

“Shit,” I whisper, looking down between us and seeing his thick cock gliding through my spread pussy lips. I roll my hips, silently begging for him to take everything from me but he is too busy teasing me. “I am close,” a silent plea, my fingers find my clit as I begin rubbing.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he moans, pressing the tip of his thick cock at my opening and I can’t stop the gasp as he slowly slips into me, but only the tip, edging in and out of me.

“Fuck,” he slowly drawls out the word, his jaw clenched as he pulls out then edges the tip back into me.

“Don’t stop,” I moan, my fingers rub over my swollen clit, and I am so close, my eyes begin to roll in the back of my head.

“Baby, I need to fuck you. I need to feel all of you,” he slips out of me, “and this is a dangerous game,” his throat is tight.

Panic floods me.

“Condom,” I breathe.

“Go and check my bag in my room, my dick of a friend has no doubt hid some somewhere.”

I nod, pushing off him and grabbing his boxers off the floor to cover myself up with as I slip them up my legs.

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