I don’t know what’s happening to me.

I have no reason to trust him. The only reason I have to listen to what he says is the fact that the alternative is so much worse.

I don’t even know what the alternative is. I know what the other option is - not holding up my father’s end of the deal. Not paying Sean’s boss what I owe.

I guess the devil you know is better than the devil you don’t know.

But Sean isn’t a devil. He’s an angel. A guardian.

And the way he says my name is driving me crazy.

Is that reason enough to put my faith in him?

No.

But I can’t help it now. I want him. As he kisses my stomach and grins up at me devilishly, I feel my pussy clench up. I ache at the emptiness. I hunger for him.

“Please.” The word feel foreign to me. It’s heavy in the air. I don’t know if it’s me saying it. It doesn’t sound like my voice. It sounds like someone else.

A girl I don’t recognize.

“Please what, dear?” He teases me. His lips are dangerously close to my pussy. God, I can’t take this. My clit jumps as he puts his lips on me, wrapping me up safe and warm with his tongue. Wrapping me up tight. It feels so fucking good, like nothing bad can happen to me.

I know that’s crazy. I feel crazy.

He takes his mouth off of me. It’s almost cruel, in a way. He brings his fingers down on each side of my clit, spreading my pussy open for him. I feel so exposed. More naked than naked. More vulnerable than I thought possible.

“Please keep touching me,” I whine. I can’t help it. His fingers dance closer to my opening, nuding up against me. Two of his knuckles tease my opening, tempting me. I put my hands down onto his head and try to rock my hips closer to his face. His teasing is exquisite. I just need to feel him inside me.

“Oh, you’re going to have to ask nicer than that, baby.” He slides his hands away from me and grabs me at the waist, flipping me over and pulling my ass back onto his lap in one quick motion. My eyes grow wide as his cock presses up against my ass. I can feel the insides of my thighs getting wet, the slickness he pulled from me making me so ready for him.

“Fuck me,” I plead helplessly. “Please, Sean. I need it.”

He puts a hand under my ass and pushes me away slightly, and when he brings me back down, his cock is between my legs, his hard length against me.

“Use me,” he says. He grasps my hands and tucks them behind my back, between us, holding me there tight. He presses my body down to his and grinds against me, his length sliding against my seam, toying with my clit. “Use my cock.”

“But...but I want you inside me.”

“You have to wait, baby,” he whispers. “Now be a good girl and get yourself off with my cock.”

What the hell is he doing to me? I start to grind my hips, the head of his cock slipping along my clit, making my lips open for him. But he never enters me. He never even comes close. I feel my opening tighten up as his hard flesh glides along it, but he’s so close and yet so far away from me. Every ridge of his cock presses against my clit, and the heat inside me is too much to bear. I can’t take it.

“Why are you slowing down?” he demands, pulling my wrists together tighter with one hand. His other hand comes to my chin and tips it back over my shoulder. He nips my bottom lip between his teeth. “I didn’t tell you to stop.”

“It feels too good, Sean. I’m...I’m going to cum.”

His dick twitches between my thighs.

“Then you don’t stop using my cock until your wet cunt coats it with your juices. Every last fucking drop. Do you understand me?”

I swallow thickly. I don’t want to lose control around Sean. It feels too good. It feels too good to give into him.

I close my eyes and nod, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes, threatening to roll down my cheeks. I press my ass back into him and feel his thick cock again as I roll and grind my hips against him. I want him inside me so badly. This game he’s playing feels so good, though.

“That’s it, Cherry. Make that little clit pop all over my cock.”

I grind out a few more thrusts against him, and my body loses control. My pussy tenses up, but I’m empty, and as I slide against him, speeding up, my pussy grinds out a hard, fast orgasm.

I’m breathless, and my mind spins in the darkness as I squeeze my eyes shut. I can’t feel anything but pure bliss, and I feel Sean take my body and turn me around, laying me down on the bed. I open my eyes as I feel his thick cock tease up against the opening of my pussy, and then move forward, slicing through me as I ride my orgasm.

Finally, he’s inside me. It’s what I’ve been begging for and waiting for since I saw him. He should have never had me. If I’d done better and tried harder, he wouldn’t have had to save me. But I don’t regret it.

I’m saved, but I’m in danger. I’m safe with him, but in a few days from now, he’ll be nothing but a memory. He’s the reason I’m not going to want to forget today, no matter what happens. I don’t want to put him in my past now. I can’t.

The air in the room envelops us thickly. He moves and captures my lips with his, pushing my hair away from my face softly. His tempo is fast and even, and when he pulls away from me and looks me in the eyes, his dark expression changes. He flashes me a quick, delicious smile and grabs my wrists, throwing them up over my head. I dig my heels into his back as he reaches deeper and farther inside me than I thought possible. His eyebrows wrinkle and his mouth opens, then a smirk plays on his lips. He kisses me hard on the mouth and grinds against me, his thick cock stretching me wider and wider with each thrust.

“Who’s is it, Cherry?” He pulls away from my lips and breathes in deeply.

I start to cum again, this time with the exquisite pleasure of being filled up with him, mixed with the suggestion, the outline of pain, as he nips at my neck with his perfect teeth. He brings my hands down lower over my head and takes one of his hands, slipping his thumb into my mouth. He lowers his wet finger down to my nipple, his lips landing on the other one as he sends heat spiraling through my body, down to my hot clit.

“It’s yours,” I moan. “It’s yours.”

He pulls out of me and kneels between my legs as one hand comes down past my hip, past my stomach, and he places his thumb on my clit. He rubs me as I ride the end of my orgasm, and with his other hand, he pumps his hard cock. He cums on my stomach, marking me as he shoots onto my skin.

“Mine,” he breathes. “Cherry. You’re mine.”