“If you want to thank me, pull those tight little shorts down, bend over, and grab the back of the couch,” he says in my ear.
“Marc,” I say hurriedly. “I can’t”
“Why?”
“Because you are my dad’s best friend, that’s why,” I say.
“Right now,” he says before kissing my neck. “I’m the one who can help you the most.”
“O-okay,” I stammer and do as he says. My heart is slamming against my ribs as I drag my shorts down before letting them drop to my feet. He leans down and takes my feet out of them one at a time before spreading my legs further apart. “Marc...”
“Bend, then we will talk,” he says. I nod and press my legs against the couch as I lean over and grab the back. “What is it?”
“I don’t know if...”
“Stop,” he says. “Don’t mention anything about what anyone else thinks. Only what you think.”
“You’ve known me my entire life,” I say.
“And what a beautifully fuckable woman you have turned out to be,” he says as he pushes two of his thick fingers into me, making me gasp. “So wet for me, Raven. You want this little cunt pounded, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Good girl, Raven,” he says. “Since you’ve lost your attitude, I’ll let you choose. Do you want it here or in your bed?”
“Uhm... bed,” I answer.
“Lead the way,” he says as he pulls his fingers out of me and pulls me to stand. I am shaking as we walk back to my room, his hand resting on the small of my back. When I get to my bed, I stop.
“I... I don’t know what I’m doing,” I say.
“You have had sex before, yes?”
“Yeah. It’s just been a while and it’s never been... like this,” I admit quietly.
“No one has ever dominated you?” he asks, and I shake my head.
“It’s very simple. I tell you to do something and you do it. You have faith that I will keep you safe and I have faith that you will communicate with me if I cross a line. Your safe word is red. Use it and I will stop. That is the only way that I will stop. Got it?” he asks, I nod again. “Out loud, Raven.”
“Yes,” I breathe.
“That is master to you, got it?”
“Yes, Master,” I say.
“Take your shirt off,” he commands. “Then get your knees and elbows at the end of the bed.”
I nod and do as he says. My hands are shaking as I pull my shirt off. His hands snake around me to palm my breasts and pinch at my nipples. When he pulls away, I get on the bed. I am bent over for him, and I am trying to not have a panic attack when I hear his zipper.
Marc grabs my hips and with one swift thrust he buries his cock inside of me. He is fucking huge. I yell out as he stretches me impossibly wide. “You’re so fucking tight,” Marc growls. He starts fucking me hard and fast, and all I can do is force my screams into whimpers as he rails me into the bed. At one point he thrusts so hard that my knees come out from under me. He moves me to where I am bent over the bed before grabbing the back of my neck and fucking me harder.
Despite the pain, the pleasure he is creating is so intense that I come repeatedly, making my body shake as the orgasms move through me. Eventually, after what feels like forever, he offers me afew more forceful thrusts before pushing in as deep as he can and filling me with his come as he moans my name.
“Fuck,” he pants. Before moving to lay in the bed, then pulls me up to lay with him. He has me lay my head on his chest as he rubs my back and I relax into him.
Marc is a fit and handsome man. Apparently, he also fucks like a beast. Sable is going to lose her shit.
“I’m so confused,” I admit a while of silence.