Forbidden Desires(Short Erotica Stories)
Do I need to tell him that I have not had another boy or man touch me, and he is the only man I have ever had?
"Like a depravity. Fuck, Moh, do you have any idea how long I have wanted to break you open like this?"
Then, he began to move.
He didn't start slow. He withdrew until he was almost out, the friction of the withdrawal making me whimper, before slamming back into me with a rhythmic, brutal force. The bookshelf groaned behind us, the wood creaking with every thrust. I was a puppet in his hands, my body jolting with the impact of his weight.