Corrupting Chastity - Krista Wolf Page 0,17

pressed itself tightly against my back. I felt one hand leave my ass, to roll into my hair..

“You’re mine now.”

He whispered the words just an inch from my ear, his breath so hot it made me gasp. Somehow I was able to nod. I breathed the word ‘yes’ even as he picked up the pace, slamming into me faster and deeper, rolling my head back so he could lay his face against mine.

Oh my God, YES.

The whole thing was dirty as all fuck.

In time I was rocked backwards, onto my hands and knees. Screwed doggie-style from behind, with my head pushed into the nearest pillow. I let him move me, manipulate me, take me however he wanted. His pleasure was my pleasure, through every delirious push and pull.

We fucked through song after song, kissing so deeply our bodies became one. Screwed each other straight through the storm, our eyes locked so soulfully it made my heart ache. I came hard with my legs pinned back, my hands grasping at the two iron-like pillars of his massive arms. And again after that, screaming silently into a pillow as he plowed me face-down.

I kept thinking how foolish I was, how crazy I’d been. How my lover had been right the whole time, that I’d psyched myself out on far too many occasions. That I’d denied myself years of pleasure, all over nothing.

He was wrong about one thing though: I hadn’t over-hyped this at all. If anything it exceeded even my wildest, most optimistic of expectations.

But maybe that was all because of him.

Senan took me on a roller-coaster of slow and soft, then fast and hard again, our bodies writhing together over every blanketed surface of my living room floor. In the end he pulled me carefully on top of him, positioning me by the hips. I gasped sharply and then sighed, as he pierced me to my very core.

Ohhhhhhh…

Locking eyes again, his hands moved up to my breasts. He played with them gently, rubbing his palms tantalizingly over my nipples as my own hands found the hard, broad expanse of his naked, tattooed chest…

Then we rocked together gently, as I rode him for the very first time.

This is…

Shifting back and forth, his manhood buried achingly deep inside of me, I never felt more whole.

This is amazing.

My hair fell into my eyes, and Senan reached out to brush it away gently. I took the back of his hand. Pinned it lovingly against the side of my face. Our eyes locked one final time, and I could sense his control faltering. His expression was glassy and far away. Saturated with lust.

“It’s time.”

He murmured the words sexily, barely holding on. I smiled and nodded.

“Do it.”

We’d talked about this at the bookstore — how I wanted my first time to be safe, natural. I’d been on the pill forever, more for medical than sexual reasons. Now there was nothing holding me back.

“Come in me.”

The words came breathlessly, almost silently. And holy shit, they really turned me on.

“Let it go, just let it—”

I gasped and bit down on my lip, my eyes flaring wide as he erupted inside me. It felt like a molten volcano. Like jet after jet of lava, splashing hotly against my innermost of places.

Oh my God…

They were places that were beautiful yet still foreign to me. Newly-unlocked places only Senan had been.

Over and over he spasmed, twitching and thumping as he emptied himself inside me. It was the very last of a long list of taboo acts. The final piece of the overarching puzzle that initiated me into womanhood.

“Holy fuck, Chastity.”

A hand found my face, and suddenly he was pulling me down against him. He kissed me as a lover now, with an intimacy and familiarity I knew only came with such a union. Down below he was still contracting inside me. Riding out the last throbs and pulses that made up his orgasm, as my hair spilled down around us like a shimmering blonde waterfall.

And that was it. Just like that, I was no longer a maiden.

Just like that… huh?

Senan shifted again, this time rolling me onto my side. Face to face, still buried inside me, he kissed my lips and smiled.

“You get what you wanted?”

I flexed my legs, squeezing him internally. I felt exhilarated. Numb. Pleasantly sore. I traced his skin with my fingertips, as our bodies stayed wrapped tightly together.

“I’ll tell you after we do it again,” I purred.

We kissed and laughed, then kissed some more, until the playfulness faded