Don't Be Scared

"I've got you. You're safe. Let me take care of you right now, okay?"

"Okay..." I closed my eyes, turning my head away. It's Trent, (Jesus, its Trent!) I thought to myself, I shouldn't be so afraid. He loves me. He's not going to hurt me.

"You're so wet, Mykie-" He held up his hand to show me.

"I know. I'm always like that."

"Yeah?" He brought his fingers to my mouth and slid them between my lips. The taste was enough to make me gag. "You don't like that?"

"No."

"I'll keep that in mind..." He said, licking the rest off himself. "Mmm..." He went back to fingering me, kissing my collarbone. I ran my fingers through his hair, closing my eyes and throwing my head back. I felt him slip his tongue down lower and lower, until he had taken my nipple into his mouth. I moaned, holding his head to my chest. I tugged a little on his hair, keeping him close to me. He sucked gently, biting down and pulling. Oh, god, it was ecstasy. He was real, and there with me. His fingers inside me, the warmth from his body wrapped around mine... It was too much. I couldn't stand not having him.

"Trent?"

"Mmm?"

"Fuck me."

"Hmm?"

"Fuck me!" I gasped, taking his head in my hands and looking him in the eyes.

Without a word, he laid down between my legs, leaning in and kissing me. The head of his penis was dangerously close to my opening. I put my hands on his ass, pulling him closer. He put a hand between us, and began to guide his hard member towards my opening. I felt my lips part and stretch to take his thick cock, and it hurt, until, all at once, he slid his entire length inside me. I gasped, and dug my nails into his back.

"Oh m--"

"Unhh..." he groaned, "Oh, God, you're so tight..." He wrapped an arm underneath me and around my waist, lifting my hips and pushing his cock in as far is it could go.