Page 74 of Captured Innocence

“What are you doing?” she whispered.

“Claiming your tight ass.”

She shuddered audibly but widened her legs on her own. When I raised her bottom, she looked over her shoulder, taking several shallow breaths. I rolled my finger down the crack of her ass between her legs, flicking it back and forth across her clit then pinching. When I thrust it inside, she arched her back, bucking against me.

I slickened my finger then rolled the tip to her dark hole, easing one side of her buttocks open with my other hand. Then I pressed just inside. She threw her head back, the smile on her face surprising.

She was giving me another gift, allowing me to take her virgin asshole. I was thrown by how much my body was shaking, the tension and need for her mounting. I could ravage her for hours and would do so at some point, enjoying exploring every inch. Now we were merely reconnecting, fulfilling a need that refused to be denied.

When I pushed it in by a couple of inches she tensed, taking a single scattered breath. She was even more beautiful than before, her skin glistening from the euphoria she’d just experienced. She was absolutely breathtaking when she came, her eyes dancing to a wildfire that I’d seen all those years ago as well.

It had kept me awake at night, haunting my mind and ravaging my soul. While I wanted to be careful with her, making this as special as possible, my patience was running out. I was at the point that I wouldn’t be able to hold back for much longer.

“Why do you want me so much?” she asked quietly, but her voice was full of emotion.

“Because you mean something to me, Sophia. Perhaps you’ve always meant something special to me. I was a fool to let you go. That won’t happen again. Now, you’ve become my everything.” I drove my finger into her tight hole, smiling at the sounds erupting from her voluptuous lips.

I pumped several times, adding a second finger then flexing them open. She met every thrust, her breathing as ragged as mine. Then she pressed her hands on the glass, pushing back against the tight invasion.

The look on her face enticed the hell out of me, my mind blown at having her here in my arms. I would track down the person responsible for hurting her. Then the asshole would die a slow and very painful death and I’d enjoy every minute of it.

I ran the fingers of one hand down the length of my cock, stroking the base. After adding a third finger, pumping deeper into her tight ass, more aroused than ever by the sensual sounds pushing past her lush lips, I thrust my cock into her pussy once again, throwing my head back with a roar.

After plunging in several times, I pressed my cockhead to her dark entrance then wrapped my hand around her long hair, tugging until I could see her face. “Breathe, princess. Just breathe for me.”

She took several shallow breaths, her lips remaining pursed as I pushed the tip inside. How many times had I thought about doing this exact filthy act to her, defiling her in every way? More times than I could count. As I slipped another two inches inside, her moans escalated, one hand slapping the glass. But her muscles stretched, accommodating my wide girth.

“That’s it, baby. Take all of me.”

“So huge,” she muttered as I forced her back to arch even more.

“Mmm… So tight.” I thrust other inch inside, hitting the tight ring of muscle and holding my position while we both took several deep breaths. Images of the night we’d spent together years before jetted into the forefront of my mind. They’d given me hours of pleasure over the years.

When I drove the remainder inside, she issued several sharp cries, her entire body shaking. She slapped her hand on the glass once again then raked her nails down the surface. Every muscle was tense, the reflection of her lovely face keeping me fully aroused.

The sensations coursing through me were incredible, so much so I sucked in my breath, doing everything I could to remain gentle. When I was fully seated inside, she laughed softly, as if the hint of pain had immediately washed into a pure bliss.

“Oh, my…” she breathed, a smile crossing her face.

“I plan on fucking you every chance I get,” I told her then pulled out, driving into her again.

And again.

When she began to meet every savage thrust, I allowed myself to let go. She was no fragile girl, able to take everything I dished out.

I continued fucking her, my sadistic needs breaching the surface. When I smacked her bottom once again, she yelped then laughed, her nervousness around me returning. Yet with every breath she took, every drag of her tongue across her lips, I was pulled into her sweet darkness.

As I rolled onto the balls of my feet, I yanked one arm over her head then the other, snapping my fingers around both wrists. She was a tiny little thing, at least ten inches shorter than me. That made me want to protect her that much more from the evils of the world.

But in truth, I was the evilest creature of all. I’d done my best to stay away from her. I’d given her a chance. She had no idea what she’d awakened all those years ago, the dormant beast no longer satisfied with his slumber.

As I pounded into her, every sound I made animalistic, I sensed she was losing herself in the moment. I did what I could to control my needs, wanting this to last as long as possible.

But within seconds, there was no chance at holding back.

It was as if she sensed I was close, her smile turning wicked. Then she squeezed her muscles, and it was all I could take.

As I erupted deep inside, filling her with my seed, I felt danger lurking in the sunlight. As if it was all around us. Seconds later, I crushed my weight against hers, both of us staring out at the countryside as it whizzed by. This was no scenic adventure but at least I believed that as long as we were on the nonstop train, we’d be safe.

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