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"If you don't pull this truck over right now, I swear I'm going to throw myself out the damn door." She said. She felt him ease off the gas and pull into the unpaved pathway between two fields. He put the car in park and she opened the door quickly, stepping out into the night. She'd had enough of his reticence, his inability to open himself to a life brimming with wonder. She was done. She heard his door open as she rounded the back of the truck and then he was in front of her.
"What do you want from me?" He asked, his voice was deep but sounded somewhat fearful. He'd lived his life curled up so tightly that he had never really lived at all, but she'd seen the wildness underneath the restrained exterior. She'd tried so hard to reach him, but at every turn he'd u*********sly blocked her. The full moon glowed above his shoulder, casting his features into darkness as it illuminated her own. "What do you want?"
She looked up at him. She wished she could see his eyes. So many nights his eyes had haunted her. She wanted to get lost in them. "I want you. I want the REAL you. Not what you give everyone else. I want everything you have inside you, everything you've kept locked up all these years. And you'll never have the courage to give it to me. And I'm done trying. "
She turned to walk away from him back towards the main road and she felt his hand grab her hair. Before she could react, he'd yanked her back and spun her around. He had turned so the moonlight streamed across his face. For a moment she was frightened by what she saw.
"You want this?" He growled as his fingers laced through her hair and his other hand grabbed her hip, pulling her towards him. He pushed her up against the tailgate of the old truck, and then pushed his body against her, bringing his knee up between her legs roughly. She felt the cold metal of the tailgate against her lower back contrasting sharply with the heat of his body. "I'm not sure you want this."
His voice had grown deeper, and she felt his erection against her hip as his head dipped towards hers. Instead of kissing her, though, he angled his head so his lips grazed against the sensitive skin of her neck. She felt his warm breath against her skin and then his lips and then his tongue. He was breathing raggedly, his hand sliding from her hip to grab her ass as his other hand tightened in her hair. He whispered against her skin, "You may regret asking for it."
He moved so quickly she barely had time to register what he was doing. He released her hair and ass and yanked the tailgate down before moving back in front of her and grabbing her ass with both hands. Then he was lifting her onto the tailgate as his body pressed between her legs. The hair stood up on the back of her neck and she felt the moisture pooling between her thighs. He moved her ass to the very edge of the tailgate and she felt his dick rubbing against her through his jeans. Her dress had moved up her thighs until it barely covered her pussy. And she wasnt wearing panties.
She moaned as he thrust his hips up against her. The rough material of his pants rubbed against her sensitive pussy lips and made her clit throb and her pussy clench. She felt his hands leave her ass to come down between her legs, spreading them wider. She felt his fingers reach forward, his thumbs spreading her pussy lips as he knelt between her legs. She gasped, pushing at his shoulders. She'd told him how she hated men going down on her. How she felt uncomfortable with the intimacy of it. But it looked like he wasnt going to be the only one giving up their soul tonight.
"Please..." She whispered. She barely recognized her own voice. And she wasnt even sure if she meant for him to please stop or to please hurry up. And then she felt his lips close around her clit and his tongue edged out to push the hood of her clit back, roughly licking and sucking it in turns. She arched her back, her hands bracing against the edge of the tailgate. His hands reached around her ass again so she couldnt escspe the onslaught of his mouth. She felt his teeth on her for an instant and she thought her soul would rise up out of her body. She fell back against the bed of the truck, her hands bracing the steal, her fingers grasping for something to grab onto.
"Is this it? Is this what you want?" He sounded wild and she looked down at him between her legs. His eyes glinted in the moonlight. He looked dangerous and wild and beautiful.
She heard him unzip his pants and then he was standing between her thighs and thrusting up inside her pussy roughly. His hands held her hips tightly, and she knew she'd have bruises come morning, but then she couldn't think at all. Her pussy clenched around his dick and he held her still, letting her feel how he throbbed. She'd never been so wet and ready in her life.
He pulled out of her with a groan and pushed her body further up into the bed of the truck as he crawled on top of her. Once he'd settled back between her legs he grabbed a hip with one hand and laced his fingers back through her hair, shoving his dick as deeply as he could inside her hot, wet pussy. She was moaning as her hands reached out to grab his back. She felt his shirt against her fingers and reached down to pull the hem of it up over his shoulders. She needed to feel his skin.
He was stroking her quickly. All the way in so the force propelled her body into the bed of the truck and then nearly all the way back out until she wanted to scream for him to stop. The blood in her veins was on fire. She'd wanted this for so long. She'd lain awake at night thinking about what it would feel like if he ever set his demons free. What it would feel like to have all of him. She could hardly believe this wasn't just another fantasy. Only this felt far too real. This felt like everything she'd searched for her whole life.
"You wanted this." He was all over her. His hands pulled the front of her dress down, and then pulled her breasts out roughly, as he dipped his head to suck her nipple into his mouth. She felt his teeth sc**** against it and she moaned so loudly she thought the stars in the sky might hear her. Every cell in her body was aflame. Her wetness covered him and leaked down between her ass cheeks. He moved his mouth to her other breast, still thrusting up inside her, scratching an itch she'd learned to live with for far too long.
"I think I've got a better idea." In a fog she heard his deep voice, and felt him rise up on his knees, pulling her body back towards the edge of the tailgate. She felt empty and her pussy clenched, throbbing. She looked down at him, noted the strength in his shoulders and arms and then he had pulled her so her feet touched the ground, spun her around to face the cab of the truck, and pushed her face towards the floor of the bed of the truck so her ass was exposed.
He pressed up inside her pussy from behind, one hand on her hip as he reached up to lace his fingers through her hair from behind. She arched her back, which put her at the perfect angle to take his dick deeply. He was fucking her like a slut and she loved it. She loved feeling the wildness flowing from him. All the wildness he'd kept inside for a lifetime. It was hers. He was hers. And she was his.
"You wanted me to own you. You've been acting like a tease and a slut for months." He had slowed his pace, and his voice vibrated through her body, forcing her to pay attention. He yanked her hair so she was nearly upright and whispered into her ear, "How does it feel for me to fuck you like a slut?"
She moaned. His fingers tightened painfully in her hair.
"Tell me." He ordered. "Tell me you're a slut. Tell me you're my slut."
She hesitated for an instant. His fingers tightened again until she felt tears well in her eyes. Then he reached his other hand up to grab her neck. He'd stopped moving his hips. Just held her still like that, his grip tightening around her neck until she could barely breathe to speak. He wasn't going to let her go until she said it. He wasnt going to continue fucking her until she uttered the words he wanted to hear.
"I'm a slut." She whispered, swallowing roughly against his hand. His grip tightened more.
"Louder. And I want you to say it correctly this time." She felt the command in his words, his voice more assertive than she'd ever heard him be. He was giving her everything she'd asked for. She could give him this.
"I'm your slut." He groaned and released her neck, pulled her head forward, back against the floor of the bed of the truck. And then both hands came back to her hips and he was thrusting quickly up inside her. Every thrust pressed his hips up against her ass and she finally felt owned. She knew he was about to cum inside her and it pushed her over the edge. Her pussy clenched over and over as she came on his dick. She moaned and gasped and felt the warmth spread across the top of her skull.
"Such a good slut. My slut." He growled as he pressed up inside her and held still. She felt his dick pulsate rapidly and his hot thick cum coated her insides. He rocked his hips forward, draining every last drop inside her.
She knew as long as she lived she'd never belong to another man the way she belonged to him right now, and the thought warmed her all over again. It was a very special thing, to feel owned.
"What do you want from me?" He asked, his voice was deep but sounded somewhat fearful. He'd lived his life curled up so tightly that he had never really lived at all, but she'd seen the wildness underneath the restrained exterior. She'd tried so hard to reach him, but at every turn he'd u*********sly blocked her. The full moon glowed above his shoulder, casting his features into darkness as it illuminated her own. "What do you want?"
She looked up at him. She wished she could see his eyes. So many nights his eyes had haunted her. She wanted to get lost in them. "I want you. I want the REAL you. Not what you give everyone else. I want everything you have inside you, everything you've kept locked up all these years. And you'll never have the courage to give it to me. And I'm done trying. "
She turned to walk away from him back towards the main road and she felt his hand grab her hair. Before she could react, he'd yanked her back and spun her around. He had turned so the moonlight streamed across his face. For a moment she was frightened by what she saw.
"You want this?" He growled as his fingers laced through her hair and his other hand grabbed her hip, pulling her towards him. He pushed her up against the tailgate of the old truck, and then pushed his body against her, bringing his knee up between her legs roughly. She felt the cold metal of the tailgate against her lower back contrasting sharply with the heat of his body. "I'm not sure you want this."
His voice had grown deeper, and she felt his erection against her hip as his head dipped towards hers. Instead of kissing her, though, he angled his head so his lips grazed against the sensitive skin of her neck. She felt his warm breath against her skin and then his lips and then his tongue. He was breathing raggedly, his hand sliding from her hip to grab her ass as his other hand tightened in her hair. He whispered against her skin, "You may regret asking for it."
He moved so quickly she barely had time to register what he was doing. He released her hair and ass and yanked the tailgate down before moving back in front of her and grabbing her ass with both hands. Then he was lifting her onto the tailgate as his body pressed between her legs. The hair stood up on the back of her neck and she felt the moisture pooling between her thighs. He moved her ass to the very edge of the tailgate and she felt his dick rubbing against her through his jeans. Her dress had moved up her thighs until it barely covered her pussy. And she wasnt wearing panties.
She moaned as he thrust his hips up against her. The rough material of his pants rubbed against her sensitive pussy lips and made her clit throb and her pussy clench. She felt his hands leave her ass to come down between her legs, spreading them wider. She felt his fingers reach forward, his thumbs spreading her pussy lips as he knelt between her legs. She gasped, pushing at his shoulders. She'd told him how she hated men going down on her. How she felt uncomfortable with the intimacy of it. But it looked like he wasnt going to be the only one giving up their soul tonight.
"Please..." She whispered. She barely recognized her own voice. And she wasnt even sure if she meant for him to please stop or to please hurry up. And then she felt his lips close around her clit and his tongue edged out to push the hood of her clit back, roughly licking and sucking it in turns. She arched her back, her hands bracing against the edge of the tailgate. His hands reached around her ass again so she couldnt escspe the onslaught of his mouth. She felt his teeth on her for an instant and she thought her soul would rise up out of her body. She fell back against the bed of the truck, her hands bracing the steal, her fingers grasping for something to grab onto.
"Is this it? Is this what you want?" He sounded wild and she looked down at him between her legs. His eyes glinted in the moonlight. He looked dangerous and wild and beautiful.
She heard him unzip his pants and then he was standing between her thighs and thrusting up inside her pussy roughly. His hands held her hips tightly, and she knew she'd have bruises come morning, but then she couldn't think at all. Her pussy clenched around his dick and he held her still, letting her feel how he throbbed. She'd never been so wet and ready in her life.
He pulled out of her with a groan and pushed her body further up into the bed of the truck as he crawled on top of her. Once he'd settled back between her legs he grabbed a hip with one hand and laced his fingers back through her hair, shoving his dick as deeply as he could inside her hot, wet pussy. She was moaning as her hands reached out to grab his back. She felt his shirt against her fingers and reached down to pull the hem of it up over his shoulders. She needed to feel his skin.
He was stroking her quickly. All the way in so the force propelled her body into the bed of the truck and then nearly all the way back out until she wanted to scream for him to stop. The blood in her veins was on fire. She'd wanted this for so long. She'd lain awake at night thinking about what it would feel like if he ever set his demons free. What it would feel like to have all of him. She could hardly believe this wasn't just another fantasy. Only this felt far too real. This felt like everything she'd searched for her whole life.
"You wanted this." He was all over her. His hands pulled the front of her dress down, and then pulled her breasts out roughly, as he dipped his head to suck her nipple into his mouth. She felt his teeth sc**** against it and she moaned so loudly she thought the stars in the sky might hear her. Every cell in her body was aflame. Her wetness covered him and leaked down between her ass cheeks. He moved his mouth to her other breast, still thrusting up inside her, scratching an itch she'd learned to live with for far too long.
"I think I've got a better idea." In a fog she heard his deep voice, and felt him rise up on his knees, pulling her body back towards the edge of the tailgate. She felt empty and her pussy clenched, throbbing. She looked down at him, noted the strength in his shoulders and arms and then he had pulled her so her feet touched the ground, spun her around to face the cab of the truck, and pushed her face towards the floor of the bed of the truck so her ass was exposed.
He pressed up inside her pussy from behind, one hand on her hip as he reached up to lace his fingers through her hair from behind. She arched her back, which put her at the perfect angle to take his dick deeply. He was fucking her like a slut and she loved it. She loved feeling the wildness flowing from him. All the wildness he'd kept inside for a lifetime. It was hers. He was hers. And she was his.
"You wanted me to own you. You've been acting like a tease and a slut for months." He had slowed his pace, and his voice vibrated through her body, forcing her to pay attention. He yanked her hair so she was nearly upright and whispered into her ear, "How does it feel for me to fuck you like a slut?"
She moaned. His fingers tightened painfully in her hair.
"Tell me." He ordered. "Tell me you're a slut. Tell me you're my slut."
She hesitated for an instant. His fingers tightened again until she felt tears well in her eyes. Then he reached his other hand up to grab her neck. He'd stopped moving his hips. Just held her still like that, his grip tightening around her neck until she could barely breathe to speak. He wasn't going to let her go until she said it. He wasnt going to continue fucking her until she uttered the words he wanted to hear.
"I'm a slut." She whispered, swallowing roughly against his hand. His grip tightened more.
"Louder. And I want you to say it correctly this time." She felt the command in his words, his voice more assertive than she'd ever heard him be. He was giving her everything she'd asked for. She could give him this.
"I'm your slut." He groaned and released her neck, pulled her head forward, back against the floor of the bed of the truck. And then both hands came back to her hips and he was thrusting quickly up inside her. Every thrust pressed his hips up against her ass and she finally felt owned. She knew he was about to cum inside her and it pushed her over the edge. Her pussy clenched over and over as she came on his dick. She moaned and gasped and felt the warmth spread across the top of her skull.
"Such a good slut. My slut." He growled as he pressed up inside her and held still. She felt his dick pulsate rapidly and his hot thick cum coated her insides. He rocked his hips forward, draining every last drop inside her.
She knew as long as she lived she'd never belong to another man the way she belonged to him right now, and the thought warmed her all over again. It was a very special thing, to feel owned.
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