Copper

“Suck on my finger, little storm,” he murmurs, his breath hot against my skin. “Be a good girl and obey.” He presses his finger against my lips, and to my utter horror, I open to invite it in. Not only do I let it in, I suck on his callused flesh in a fervent way that I hope gains me favour. Based on the way he rubs his dick against my crack, I’d say he’s enjoying it. He pulls it out and then slides off me. His finger finds its way to my asshole and he teases the tight ring. I clench my cheeks, tears burning in my eyes. “Let me in, baby,” he croons. “I need to feel what’s been untouched by anyone. What belongs to me.” I’m drunk because his stupid words warm me to my toes. I relax my body, sucking in a breath when the tip of his finger breaches the hole. Fire burns through me, but I grit my teeth through the pain of it. All that can be heard is the ragged sound of our breathing as he slowly fucks my asshole. I’m afraid to move or utter a word. “So tight,” he murmurs. “You were right. You’re not ready for my big dick.” I squirm at his words. “I bet your pussy is ready. Tell me, little storm, did Filter get your hole nice and stretched to take a real man’s cock?” “I hate you,” I snap. He slides his finger out of my hole and smacks my ass. “But you want me.” His body covers mine once again, sending waves of terror rippling through me. I let loose a sob when his cock rubs between my thighs in a teasing way. “You’re going to crave my cock every second of every day because once I’m inside you, it’ll feel like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. I’ll own you, baby.”