“Jesus Fucking Christ! You are going to grip my cock so hard with this tight hole and squeeze the ever-loving hell out of me. Hang with me, Clove. I just need to help loosen you up and get you nice and wet so I can get in there. Flip over for me.”

Trent helps guide me over onto my stomach.

“Are you okay?” he asks as he hovers behind me and pulls me up onto my hands and knees.

“I’m more than okay.”

And I am. My pussy is pulsing with a wave of warmth emanating from somewhere deep within and my ass is constricting and clenching as if it knows what is in store for it.

I hear Trent do away with his clothes then the bed dips behind me and he pulls me back up against him. I swallow nervously when I hear the snap of a cap being opened. My back is facing him, but when I turn to see what it is, he places the palm of his hand on the middle of my back as if to halt me.

“W-what is that?”

Nerves that were not there just a few minutes ago have surfaced making me hyper aware of what I am about to do.

“It’s lube. I bought at the store the other day. I’ve always wanted to try it.”

The first glimmers of daylight are dawning through the window. This time I do turn all the way around to see what he is doing. I choke back a gasp as my eyes land on Trent’s rock hard cock, which is in his hand as he strokes himself up and down, applying the lube.

Jesus Christ! I am turned on like never before as he continues to fondle his large dick. Juices begin to seep out of my core and onto my leg at the sight.

Our gazes connect and for a fleeting moment I swear that I see the same look in his eyes as Turner always had whenever we made love. No, it can’t be. It has to be my fucked up mind playing even more damn tricks on me. There is no way in hell this man has one ounce of care for me.

This man wants what he wants, and common sense tells me to get the hell off of this bed and run, but I won’t. I have turned into a selfish human being as I watch him lower himself over me until his front is against my back. His mouth devours mine and his hand reaches around and pinches my nipple, causing my ass to push itself into him of its own accord. My greedy body betrays my mind as I prepare for the rawest, most primal fuck of my life.

“I’ve been thinking long and hard about what I am going to do to you, Clove. Been yearning for this sweet ass every motherfucking day. The way it sways back and forth when you walk. Whenever you bend over in front of me. It’s mine. No one else’s but mine. I am going to make you scream as I watch your cum drip all over these sheets.”

I jolt at his words of seduction. My faculty of speech is gone as every part of my body starts to throb with want and need.

“Let me have your mouth, Clove. My tongue needs to fuck yours and there isn’t a flavor of your body I don’t crave.”

He doesn’t give me time to react, he just takes what he wants and drives his tongue into my mouth, kissing me so wild and passionately that I feel a hot summer storm brewing under my skin. Sweat begins to drip from my pores as he tweaks my nipple one last time, hard enough to inflict both pleasure and pain.

His hands graze slowly down my sides until the palms of his hands grip my ass firmly. We break our kiss, both of us moaning and panting heavily. Not wanting to wait any longer for him to fuck me, I claw at the sheets as I lay my head down on the pillow and lift my ass higher in the air.

“Fucking Christ, the light is perfect. I can see your dripping pussy and your ass is begging to be fucked right now, isn’t it?”

My mind is so muddled it takes me a moment to decipher his question and when he spanks my ass, I yelp.

“Answer me. You want my cock to fuck this tight ass, don’t you baby?”

Jesus, his words and the sting from his slap have me about to come already. I don’t hesitate any longer in answering him. I practically scream my head off from the sexual frustration my body is experiencing.

“Yes. Fucking hell, yes! I want you to fuck me.”

His finger penetrates my entrance slowly as he moves in and out of my ass, coaxing it more with my juices. The pressure on my nerve endings has me spinning into unknown bliss and when he pushes in further I cannot help myself. I bring my hand to my clit and apply pressure in small circles. Trent’s finger hits an unfamiliar spot, which along with me rubbing my nub, sends me over the edge as I violently shake through an orgasm that hits me like a Mack truck.

“Fuck, yeah! Ride it out. Give it all to me. All of it,” he begs as he removes his finger and places the tip of his cock at my hole. I’m still coming down from the high of my first orgasm when I feel him push in only a small part of the tip. My eyes pop open and I cringe from the pain. His cock is so much bigger than his finger, and oh, God. It hurts. I pull myself away from him slightly.

“Are you still okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine. Let’s just go slow.”

“Fuck me, baby. You are so tight. Damn, this feels amazing. The way you’re squeezing my cock makes me want to come right the fuck now.”

He plunges in deeper and a loud moan involuntarily escapes my lips. I should feel like this is an intrusion into this orifice. This is something I have rarely thought of doing before now, and even though I feel like I am being ripped wide open as he sinks his large cock all the way in, the pain gives way to exquisite satisfaction.

I have no control of the whimpers fleeing from my mouth as he starts to slowly move. The feeling is delicious as hell. I have never experienced anything like this in my life. I need more as he starts to fuck me harder and faster. I want to scream at the top of my lungs.

He’s balls deep now and slamming away, the dirty words he’s throwing my way turning me the hell on. My hand reaches for my own pussy and I am on the edge of control when I shove two fingers inside.

“Fucking hell, Clove. Oh! Fuck me, baby! I can feel your fingers as my cock fucks you. Jesus . . . please tell me this feels good to you, Clove. Please.”

I know letting myself be taken this way is all kinds of wrong and yet his rhythm has me shoving my ass as far into him as I can go. He pulls out and slams into me even harder and I scream so loud I’m sure the neighbors hear me. I’m so far gone I don’t even care.

“I need to hear you say it, Clove. Tell me how good this feels. Tell me you have wanted me to fuck you so rough. It’s all for you. I want to do it all for you.”

He’s begging as if he really does care if I feel good or not. I can’t think about what that means right now. All I want is for him to make me come again.

“Harder!” I shout, stroking my fingers wildly in and out of me as he does indeed fuck me with all his might.

I am writhing like an animal. It hurts like hell. It feels better than being fucked in my pussy any day of the week. It definitely feels wrong to love this and I don’t fucking care.

“I am going to come, Turner! Oh, God! I am going to come NOW!”

My body lurches forward and I land face first onto my pillow, which muffles my strangled screams as an earth-shattering orgasm rips through my body. Trent keeps pumping my ass with his cock and it takes mere seconds before I feel another one building even stronger than before. He slams into me one last time, yelling my name in a strangled voice. As I feel his hot come shooting inside me I lift my hips and detonate right along with him.

Chapter Fourteen

I don’t know how long we lie there trying to catch our breath and regain our composure. I don’t even remember him pulling out or cradling me in his arms. What I do remember is the act I just let my so-called captor perform on me. The worst guilt I have experienced since this fucked up man entered my life hits me.