Chapter Three

 

Valerie

“You want this so bad don’t you?” He asks me as if he doesn’t know how much I’ve wanted to relive this night. “You’re dying for it. Your cunt needs me.”

“Please, fuck me.” I have no shame this time. I want him. I’m throbbing against him with desire and I have no intention of being denied. I place my splayed hand against his chest and push against him. With little resistance, he leans back against his car, slowly dropping to the ground until he’s seated on the dirt with me, his hooded eyes finding mine.

I lean into him and place my lips at his ear. “I want you. And you better not fucking deny me.”

“Fuck me then,” he groans and takes my head in his hands. His lips crash hard against mine. His strong tongue runs along the seam of my lips and I part for him. My pussy heats with anticipation as he nips at my bottom lip, making me moan. I can feel him stroking himself and that knowledge makes my skin heat even more. I need him inside of me. Filling me and stretching me with his cock.

I position myself so that the head of his dick is at my entrance. I’m already needy, and wet and I didn’t even bother wearing panties. I’m that desperate. He stares into my eyes with his lips parted as I gently glide down his massive cock.

“Oh my God,” I moan at the heavenly feel; it’s so fucking good. I can barely breathe as his cock sinks into me. Fuck!

There’s a hint of pain and I’m sore instantly. It’s been way too long. I can feel my face scrunch as his fingertips dig into my hips and he shoves himself roughly inside of me. Although it hurts for a moment, the fullness makes my body sing with pleasure.

Even with the intensity of what we’re doing, the second my eyes meet his, none of it matters. His heated gaze stops me, every part of me. He holds me in a trance of relentless need and desire. It’s all I can see, all I can feel and I can’t move until he grips my waist and let’s out a deep groan of need. Even still, his gaze doesn’t leave mine.

I move a few inches up and down and then sink all the way down his length, whimpering as the mixed sensation of pleasure and pain causes my limbs to tremble. I still as his dick hits my wall, pushing against it, and let my tight pussy relax around him. My head falls onto his shoulder as the hot sensation overwhelms me. I can barely move, barely do anything at all.

He takes my head in his hand and kisses me sweetly. His lips are soft and I quickly deepen it. Wanting more of him and of this. I want this night to be burned into my memory just as that night was years ago. He pulls back first, breathing heavily and staring back at me with wild eyes.

“I thought you wanted to fuck?” he says in a calm and rough tone that doesn’t match any of this. All it does is make me simper, the desire and need to fuck what’s mine comes back to me full force.

I lick against his lips and he gives me his tongue to suck. I moan into his mouth as I pick my body up and then glide down his length, my arousal makes the movement effortless, although his girth is still stretching me. I lean back and pick up my speed while my hands rest on his muscular pecks. Riding him at my own pace. The chill in the air sends goosebumps down my flesh. Hardening my nipples and heightening the sensation that much more.

His hands stay at my hips, but he doesn’t control the movements. His head leans forward and he takes my nipple into his mouth, through the thin fabric of my blouse and sheer bra; he bites down and pulls back. Fuck yes! The simple movement makes my pussy ache. I arch my back at the spike of pleasure and wanton heat in my core. But just as soon as he gives me the delicate mix of pleasure and pain, he takes it away.

He relaxes against the car watching my pussy move over his dick with a hungered look in his green eyes. His heated gaze of adoration sends yet another surge of arousal through me.

“I want you so fucking bad,” I whimper, my words laced with the loneliness I’ve felt for too long.

“I’m right here,” he tells me and his words draw my eyes to his lips, and then to his throat as I watch him swallow thickly. He’s mine. I have him again.

He rocks his hips in a sharp motion and it forces me to cry out as he tears through me quickly. Fuck!

My clit hits against his pelvis every downward stroke and the moisture that’s gathered there makes my pleasure all the more intense.

I stop my movements and stare at him. He’s letting me ride him. He’s given me control. But it’s false control. I find myself wanting him to fight for it. I want him to take me. It takes a moment for him to look up at me. He bucks his hips against me, causing me to moan as his eyes find mine. As we both catch our breath he asks, “What’s wrong?”

I pause for a moment before admitting the truth, “I want you to fight me.”

Before I can blink, he’s spun us around in the dirt, forcing us both to our feet as he stands and then crushed my body against the car with his.

I can barely breathe as my back presses against the cold window of the car and I stand on shaky legs. His forearm presses against my shoulders and pushing against him proves useless. He’s a hard wall of brick and he has me right where he wants me. I can’t move or fight him in the least.

His lips crash hard against mine, stealing what little air I have in my lungs before he spins my body around, pinning me against the car. My legs are on either side of his with his hard dick nestled between the slick folds of my pussy. Both my wrists are captured in one of his hands and held above my head. My breasts are pressed against the car with his heavy chest pushing against my back. I gasp in shock. Holy fuck! My heart races in my chest. His speed and strength are terrifying and invigorating at the same time. It wasn’t like this before. But then again, we’re both in need and the time for playing is over.

His other hand slips between the car and my body, and he circles my clit with heavy, unrelenting pressure. “Oh, my God,” I moan against the window. The feeling is so intense I try to move away, but I’m trapped. I can hardly move any part of my body.

He whispers into my ear, “you questioning my dominance, sweetheart?” My pussy clenches at his words, feeling empty without him inside me. I shake my head slightly the best I can.

He slams his dick inside of me to the hilt and I scream out his name while my orgasm rips through my body. He groans into my neck. “You feel so fucking good.”

His words bring me that much closer to yet another release as he starts rutting me from behind. Each thrust harder and faster than the last.

I love every bit of what he’s doing to me. I can hardly take it, but at the same time I want more. I want all of him. I need all of him. My heart clenches in agony. I find myself wanting to beg, but I don’t know what for. His lips kiss over the skin of my shoulder and neck hungrily.

He nips my ear and sucks on my neck, quickening his pace.

The sound of his hips slamming into me fuels my need to cum. I try to push against the car, to move away as the feeling becomes too much. The metal is so cold against my skin. Everything is so cold except for him. I need to be closer to him but the sensation is too much. I can’t. I can’t.

I try everything to escape, but I’m pinned. I can’t get away from the intensity of need running through my body, heating and numbing every inch of me.

“No no, sweetheart. You wanted me to fuck you like this, remember?” The danger in his voice is intoxicating. I was a fool to think I could fight him. But I love it so much. The taste of forbidden and the excitement of what he can do to me. Fuck, I’ve missed it. I’ve missed him.

“Take it sweetheart.” His growl makes my pussy clamp down and just as I’m about to cum all over his dick again, he roughly pinches my clit making me scream his name. My strangled moan carries through the empty night as my lungs stop and my entire body tenses. The heat travels through me in waves. Hard and fast and crashing through my shaking body.

I’ve never cum so hard in my life. I pulse on his dick as my body trembles uncontrollably. I feel him release at the same time. His dick throbs inside of me, heightening my own pleasure.

Even with the fog of desire clouding every thought, I smile against the car, sagging my body and feeling the cold against my bare skin. This was everything I’ve needed.

He’s what I need. A truer statement doesn’t exist.

“Fuck.” He breathes into my neck. “I’ve missed you so fucking much.” He breathes heavily and his words come out with desperation. “I’m not letting you go again.”

As the high from what we’ve done starts to fade into the dark night, my ragged breath comes back to me.

And as it does, a pair of lights shines down the road signifying a car driving towards us.

“Shit, shit, shit.”