Chapter 26 The walk of shame
He carried me out of his study and towards his room, where he placed me on my bed. He delayed just for a minute as he removed his boxers until he was standing naked before me with his cock as
hard as ever.
Fuck, Nova.
How the hell did you go through the five years without sex? Thinking of it now made me decide to change this. Staying celibate isn't for me. I will surely get a man who will fuck my brains out each night. Smirking when he noticed my gaze on his cock, he climbed on the bed and knelt in front of me. "You can touch it if you like."
I knew I should have glared at him, and demanded he fuck me and get this over with, but the thoughts of having something in my mouth, and working on my skills made me approach him. Grabbing it with both hands, I started to pump the shaft gently a bit. It was very hot, solid, and literally throbbing.
I carefully put my mouth over the head of his penis and tried to take as much into my mouth and throat as possible. I then started sucking the head of his tool, pumping the rest with my hand. I wasn't aiming to give him pleasure, but to work on my skills, knowing I would use it for my future boyfriend.
Occasionally, I had to stop sucking him to ease the growing pain in my jaw.
"Why do I feel like you don't want to do this?" He murmured as he forced my face up, so I could look at him. "It's okay, let's leave this one. We will have as much time to work on it. I know you still hate me. Right?"
As if I will ever stop.
Without waiting for a response from me, he swiftly flipped me over onto my knees and pushed my head into my pillow so that my arse was in the air again. I felt him mount me and I braced myself, fully expecting him to plough me immediately, but he didn't instead he ran his dick along my arse, pussy, and clit for a while. God, I was starving for it at that point. I knew it was going to hurt, but I didn't care since I was so horny.
I felt him lean over as he rammed half of his dick into my pussy.
"Fuck," I gasped. It felt like he was ripping me apart. He started to pump slowly as I adjusted to his enormous size. Intense pleasure replaced the sharp pain as he sped up. It seemed like my first time,
painful.
Within a couple of minutes, he had plunged the remainder of his cock into my tight pussy. I groaned into my pillow and my eyes filled with tears. Who knew it would hurt this bad?
He was pumping me with everything he had. It felt like his penis was going into my stomach. I could hear him grunting with every thrust as he pinched my nipples.
It was about then I had another series of orgasms; one after another, as he continued to violate me.
Soon, he pushed me over, lay down on his back, and sat me on top of his prick. As I eased myself onto him, I realized that this position was more comfortable, for I could control how deep and how
fast we fucked.
However, I didn't like that I was looking at his face. It felt good when he was behind me, so I wouldn't stare at the face of the man fucking me. With me on top, I averted my gaze, keeping it on the headboard as I rocked on his dick, imagining he was someone else.
We went for a long time in this position until he flipped me on my back, positioning my legs over his shoulders. He began with long, slow strokes, where he pulled his cock almost the whole way out of my cunt, before slipping it back into the hilt.
I was enjoying the intensity with which he was screwing me. We were both sweating profusely, and I could actually see beads of sweat rolling off his body and onto my bed.
As he approached his climax, he picked up the pace. I wanted him to cum very much by this point since my pussy was really beginning to hurt.
He was fucking me so hard that I thought it would bruise my body in the morning. He then gave one final, powerful thrust, and I felt him absolutely erupt inside my cunt. Falling in a sweaty heap on top of me, I felt several powerful squirts deep within my cunt.
I lay there with his penis still inside of me, unsure what to do next. My eyes were closed, and I could distinctly smell the aroma of sex.
Groaning, he slipped his dick out of my pussy, plopped face down on the bed, and was out as light, something that came as a shock to me. Dashiell had never slept immediately after sex. He always rose after that because he didn't want to sleep in the same bed with me.
Sighing, I sat up on the bed as my gaze went over his body before I got down from the bed. With shaky legs, I walked over to his bathroom, where I had my bath, to wash out all the things he put in me. When I felt clean and free from dirt, I returned to his room and picked up my undies. Though wet, I wore them before I left his room, to pick up my gown from the sitting room.
I felt awkward as I got dressed, but I realized I needed to get the fuck out of there. I had used him for my pleasure. The last thing I wanted was to wake up on his damned bed. Dressed, I left his room, not bothered by my looks. I used the private elevator and got down, collecting my keys from the valet, whose stares said it all. He knew I had just been fucked.
With the keys in hand, I drove back home, lucky to discover Mara was now asleep. It would have been awkward if she saw me doing the walk of shame. Back in my room, I plopped down on the bed as
my thoughts returned to what had just happened.