Tryst by Arie Lane

Author:Arie Lane [Lane, Arie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-01-06T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Bentley

I try to tell Tristan that I’m not a virgin, but before he gives me the chance he’s wrestling my tongue. I’m not even sure I can say the words without them ruining the mood. He’d likely take off, completely disgusted with me. I’m trying to find the words to tell him what I need to say when I feel a sharp pressure pushing against the walls of my core. I open my eyes to see the look of concern on his face. I wasn’t actually expecting it to hurt. I didn’t think it was supposed to.

“Are you ok, Bentley? Am I hurting you?” he asks.

Releasing my lip from between my teeth I let out a small cry. How am I supposed to explain to him the pain isn’t from him, but from damage and scarring caused by the rape?

I feel small as I speak, “I’m okay, really it’s more pressure than pain, but it’s okay now.”

It isn’t a complete lie. I’ll be fine, but it hurts more than it should. I watch as he exhales and starts moving slowly in and out of me. The pain quickly subsides as he thrust, each time hitting a spot that sends waves of pleasure through my body. He leans over me, resting his weight on his arms, driving into me even harder. My nails are digging and scraping their way down his back. The harder I dig, the harder he fucks me.

It isn’t long before I am on the brink of another orgasm, and he knows it. Pushing his thumb into my pussy and coating it with a mix of us both he begins rubbing across my clit as he pounds into me harder.

Wrapping my legs around his ass I beg, “Please, Tristan, my god, harder, Tristan, fuck me harder.”

“Your god huh, do you want to come, Bentley? Tell me how much you want it,” he pants.

As he picks his pace up and angles himself in a way that pushes even deeper, he presses down on my clit and gives it a pinch as I explode around his cock. “That’s right baby, come for me,” he grunts.

I can feel his orgasm hit him as he grows even harder, thrusting once more before unloading into the condom. He continues fucking me as my orgasm milks his. When he is finally spent, he carefully holds onto the condom and pulls it out. Then he lies next to me sprawling his arm across my chest and his leg over my thigh. I stay still for a few moments staring at the ceiling, reliving what I had just done. A part of me is self-loathing for having slept with a man that is practically a stranger, while the other part is relishing in the afterglow of what just happened.

I look over at him, trying to suppress the yawn that is desperate to escape. The look in his eyes tells me something is wrong. When he gets up and heads to the bathroom to discard the condom, I sit up pulling the covers around me.

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