FANTASIES AND KINKS: A Smutverse Of Dirty Sex Stories
Not in fear— no, in pleasure; It's raw, so sudden and humiliating, and even worse, my body clenches around him.
“You’re filthy,” he rasps. “And you don’t even know it.”
“I don’t want this,” I say and he slows his fingers.
“Look me in the eye and say that again.”
So I meet his gaze, seeing those dark..... hypnotic eyes, staring down at me through the mask and my lips part, but the words don't come out.
And he smirks, “That’s what I thought.”
He moves faster now, driving his fingers in deeper and I grab the pillow behind me, moaning uncontrollably now.