Seven Minutes

by A. Rayne

“You gonna be a good little slut for me and let me fuck you tonight?” I whisper into her ear. She stiffens at my words. But just as fast, she relaxes against me once again. “Answer me, Tate.” “Yes.” Her eyes focus on mine as she looks over her shoulder.

“I asked you something, Angel. Be a good girl and answer me.” Searching my mind to find the words, I say the one thing coming to mind, “All of it,” I blurt out, without thinking, “All of it makes me wet.” My last word comes out as a whimper. His smile grows more wicked as he begins praising me, “Such a good girl for me.”

I’m safe here. That it’s only the two of us. The feeling of his hands on me is the only thing making me calm and ridding me of the anxiousness that was trying to take over. His eyes peer into mine as he says, “Although I love how much this turns you on, Angel. For what is going to happen next, I’ll need your full attention.”

“Don’t even think about it, Angel. You don’t have permission to touch yourself. Your pussy belongs to me now.”

“I can’t wait to be inside you. Watch you come all over my cock. I want to leave my marks all over your skin.

“Tell me that’s okay. Will you let them watch how well you take my cock?”

“I want you to come all over my face as you watch them touch themselves at the thought of you, Angel,”