Chapter 20
Molly
I could feel his arms encircling my waist and then the feel of his lips on mine, his tongue entwined with mine. It was the feeling that I’d been trying hard to avoid because it was impossible for me to tell him no when he got me like this. If I had a little space, it wasn’t near as bad.
But now he was against me, his smell was invading my senses and he was all I could think about. Chris knew what he was doing. If I couldn’t think, I wouldn’t be able to refuse him.
After a couple of minutes of his hand running over the side of me and his tongue teasing my lips, I wasn’t able to think or refuse anymore. His plan had worked and I was becoming vapid. It was all I could do to stand up and he seemed to know what the problem was because he backed me up until I felt the roughness of bark from a tree on my back.
Now I could lean back and not feel like I was going to fall to my knees. Chris was in a rush and instead of taking his time, he pushed his hand up my skirt and made sure before he pulled my panties down and told me to turn around.
I did as he asked because I was in no state to say no to anything. I didn’t want to because I knew that it was going to feel good. I wanted him every time he looked at me and touched me, so I was already wet and needy. Chris always had a way of having full command of my body and sometimes it was hard to deal with the way that it was.
My hands were red from rubbing on the tree, but I was looking behind me and Chris was already hard and cock in hand coming towards me. I stuck my ass out and spread my legs a little wider so that he could go deep like we both liked it. I wanted every inch of him inside of me and we both gasped as he slid in rather quickly.
He pulled out just as quickly and bit my neck and then my shoulder as I whined for more. One stroke was just enough to tease me and I shook my ass a little bit, waiting for him to go back inside.
Pressing my body against the tree, I whimpered as he moved slow and fed his meat inside of me at a snail’s pace that was made to drive me crazy. I didn’t want him to ever stop, but I wanted it harder and faster. I needed to come and I didn’t want to wait forever. He knew what I wanted and he was just messing with me.
“Come on Chris, fuck me. I need it fast.”
He made a sound behind me and slammed home. It was hard enough that I was sent into the rough bark, but after pushing against the hard surface, I was able to get him deeper and give myself the relief that my stomach needed.
Chris picked up the pace and I was unable to hold it together any longer. He always knew what it was that I wanted and before long, seconds really I could feel the wave of pleasure run over me and I called out his name.
“Is that how you wanted it?”
I told him that it was and braced myself because I knew that he wasn’t going to stop. One was never enough for him and he wanted me so tired and wore out that I couldn’t think straight. It didn’t take him long at all to do it, he was rather talented, but in several minutes time, I would be pushed over the edge so many times that I wasn’t able to cope. He wanted my knees to go weak where I could barely walk. He used to say that if I could walk right away afterwards, then he must not have done it right.
“Please Chirrs, I can’t take anymore.”
He didn’t stop and it only made him go faster. It meant that he was getting close, but I had to tense up again before he was able to slow down.
Chris pushed in deep one last time before I felt the blast of heat from him. He was right. I wasn’t cold anymore, but I had a feeling that I was going to pay for the heat later.
He started to pull his pants up and I tugged at the bottom hem of my skirt and wondered what had gotten into him. One minute we had been walking and talking and the next minute he was acting like an animal. I liked that side of him, a lot but I was still trying to get used to the way he stretched me and left me so sore now. How had I gotten used to it before?
That’s right, I don’t have to get used to it. Not this time.
We walked for a while without saying anything and though I was still buzzing off of all of the orgasms, I was still a little down because I couldn’t stop thinking about him leaving. I wish almost that he had lied to me and left without me knowing about it. Then I wouldn’t have had this dark cloud over my head that was taking the joy out of the day because I knew that it wasn’t going to last.
“Are you okay?”
I told him that I was, though I wasn’t sure if that was true or not. I didn’t feel okay, in no sense of the word. I felt like I had made a huge mistake, thinking that I was immune to the pain I would feel being with Chris again. He gave me so much pleasure, more than I could take sometimes, but he also caused so much pain.