What Do You Want

“Do you like your present, Darina?” he asked, flicking the blue thong away with one finger. Nico pulled me up by the arms, so I stood in between his long legs, looking down at him.

“It’s pretty.” I said. “Thank you.” I added. My pulse was racing as I looked into those forest green eyes. Those eyes that looked right through to your very soul.

His hand went to my naked butt, caressing it in slow circles making goosebumps appear on my skin. Suddenly it became difficult to breathe.

“Do like what I’m doing to you now?” he asked, his voice soft, melting my insides and turning my brain to mush.

I couldn’t find my words. “I…” His eyes held mine captive. I felt his fingers probing into my asshole and I gasped, shocked and tried to pull away. He slapped my butt hard.

“Don’t do that. I don’t want to hurt you too much.” He growled softly against my breasts, his warm breath making my nipples ache with need.

I was scared. No, petrified, and what scared me most was that I might actually like it. In