Austin - Piper Stone Page 0,7

Vibrant dancing colors swept around my field of vision as my pussy clamped around his throbbing shaft.

“That’s it. Good girl.” He plucked my nipples, abusing them in the most delicious manner. The man had no bounds, no ability to hold back.

Why did his words continue to fuel me? I laughed softly as the climax slowly eased, trying to steady my breathing. It would seem the man could last all night. The combination of agony and ecstasy was chilling, keeping every nerve standing on end.

He kneaded my breasts, still pinching my hardened buds, every sound he made one of satisfaction. “Do you know what bad girls get?”

“No,” I managed.

Before answering, he flipped me one hundred and eight degrees, gripping my hips and keeping me a couple of inches above his cock.

“They get fucked in the ass.”

A scream finally erupted from my throat as he pushed the tip of his cock against my puckered hole. Everything became a blur as I gripped his knees, my body swaying back and forth. When he pressed the tip just inside, I bucked against him.

“Vader!” I yelped, a single tear slipping past my lashes.

“Relax, Franny,” he huffed, pulling me down an inch at a time.

He was so huge, my muscles straining. I couldn’t do this. I would be ripped apart. I’d never felt such immediate anguish, the agony jetting through me like a wildfire. With an elongated moan, I leaned forward, fearful I’d fall to the floor.

There was no stopping him, his cock forcing my muscles to expand, accepting his control.

His utter domination.

“Yes,” he huffed, jerking me the rest of the way down, holding me still for several seconds. Then he bucked against me, boosting my torso up several inches before yanking me down again. When he developed a rhythm, I hung my head, staring at the floor, praying the pain would cease.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take it any longer, a wash of exhilaration flooded me, a wondrous jolt of electricity that seemed to power every cell. He pushed me up and down, forcing me to accept every inch and I was floored that my muscles no longer ached. They’d accepted his big, fat cock, drawing him in deeper, filling me completely.

I bucked like a wild girl, pushing against his thighs in order to keep up with his rhythm. For the next full minute, maybe longer, the only sounds were our combined heavy breathing and the squeak of the cheap box-spring mattress. Exhausted, a single bead of perspiration trickling down the side of my face, I could finally tell he was close to coming.

Every sound he made was barbaric, his fingers digging into my hips, and as I squeezed my muscles, his roar became a battle cry.

The moment he erupted, filling me with his seed, I promised myself that I’d never do anything like this again.

Too dangerous.

Too tempting.

Too… damning.

Chapter 2

Vader

Serve and protect.

That’s all I’d known for almost nine years, although the last few months had been little more than a blur. The haze of cheap booze and shitty motels had turned into a vendetta against myself, quelling my earlier behavior as I searched for something to redeem myself. But nothing had dragged me away from the nightmares.

I’d done everything I could to immerse myself in other, more distinct cultures in other countries, maintaining a strict regime, but that hadn’t pulled me out of the depths of hell either. My decision to return home had been difficult, memories of the distant past almost as brutal as the recent ones. But here I was.

In a cheap motel.

With a plastic cup full of liquor in my hand.

They say what goes around comes around. Maybe this was the perfect start to a new life. I snorted at the thought, taking another gulp of whiskey, although there was nothing cheap about the selection. Sadly, the smooth blend did little to chase away the demons. However, the beautiful woman still cradled in my arms had provided some relief. Just the way her long, dark curls covered a portion of my chest kept my cock almost fully aroused. I could easily take her again, shoving my shaft into one of her tight little holes, fucking her like the beast I’d become.

The taste of her pussy lingered on my lips and the moment I dragged my tongue across them, my cock began to throb. I had to get control, squash my raging libido.

I still had no idea what had compelled me to take control, except the instant electricity had been unmistakable, the