Bullied Cinderella - Hollie Hutchins Page 0,51
plowed forward even harder than I thought was possible. My back and ass rammed into the side of the water’s edge with a sting, but it was painfully sweet and I wanted more. I pleaded with him through my eyes to do it again, but that wasn’t enough for him.
“Tell me what you want,” he growled.
“More.”
“More of what?”
“Fuck me!” I cried. “Harder and faster...please, Leo…”
My words sent him rocketing forward with no return. His hips grinded in and out while he lifted my body up and down, all in the perfect rhythm, to send me plummeting toward another orgasm. With my arms lifted high, my hands clawing into the grass around my head, my wet, naked body was on full display on top of him, and he took in the sight of it with his hungry eyes.
“Don’t stop,” my voice cracked through the rolling pleasure.
He gave me what I asked - pounding into me relentlessly while he bit along the edge of my neck. His low, growling murmurs vibrated against my skin. His breaths became hard and labored as he tried to contain himself. He shoved my body back further so he could see all of me and made sure that he was at the perfect angle for my clit to slide across his slick skin. I moved hard and fast as I tightened around him.
He trailed his fingers along my lips and then curled them into my mouth. His other hand flattened against my neck and squeezed. He tightened his grip enough that I grew flush and moved my hips to roll against him harder, faster. He let me ride him like that, with his hand choking around my neck until I exploded against him. I screamed out and dug into his skin with all of my muscles spasming. Everything in me bursted with hot fulfillment.
He let go of my neck and continued pumping into me with an even greater force until he was crumbling from his own pleasure. I was still lost in breathless heaps of whimpers as his head crashed to my shoulder. His entire body shook with the tide of his orgasm.
Everything was fuzzy and indistinct as I came back down to reality. Slowly the heat of the bright sun and the sound of the birds and insects became clear again. The orgasms he gave me seemed to make everything go dark for a moment, but it was all rushing back with each passing second. But Leo and I stayed perfectly still. He kept me close, wrapped around him tightly with his face nuzzled into my neck. It was as if neither of us wanted to move and face what had just happened.
I had spent so much time at that creek thinking of him and pleasuring myself, and each time after I finished I was left alone again. My visions of him would vanish in a puff of smoke. But now it was real, and as my body shivered from the aftermath I had every inch of his muscular body to hold me and see me back down to earth.
But neither of us seemed in a rush to talk about any of it. We were silent and basking in the simple things - the fleeting memories of our rough, hot sex. Each other’s smells and tastes. The sounds we made. Those were the easy parts to admit to enjoying. Or at least they were becoming easier to accept. But there was still so much more at play, and we both knew we’d have to talk about it all eventually.
Finally, reluctantly, he gently lowered my feet back down to the muddy creek bed and waded through the water in front of me, washing off. He watched me the entire time with a disconcerting look.
“Was it everything you imagined?” he asked finally.
“Yes,” I sighed, feeling my familiar creeping feeling of shame return. It was easy to forget how much I hated him when we just let our bodies do all the talking. “But you’re trespassing on private property, you know.”
His brow furrowed and he looked all around us, feigning confusion. “Huh. You’re right. You know, someone should really put a fence up to mark the property line,” he quipped.
I couldn’t help but laugh, and it occurred to me that may have been the first time he ever made me laugh in a good way. I stared back at him, wondering if he’d apologize for barging in on me the way he did...taking advantage of me in such a