Falling into Exposure Read Free

bed while my legs remain standing and upright.
    The familiar tearing of foil is the only sound he makes before rubbing his cock against me. He’s ready for round two, and I’m aching for my release. There is no soft gentle entrance this time. He pushes into me like a man possessed, taking what’s his.
    His thrusts are hard and forceful as he grabs my hips to hold me in place. It’s exquisitely brutal, his flesh slapping against mine, and I love every minute of it. The pressure builds inside of me again, growing each time he ravages me with his cock.
    But just as I’m on the edge again, he grabs me by the hair and thrusts one more time, his cock jerking inside of me. He collapses against me and I’m nearly in tears. I need so badly for him to make me come, but I know he won’t. He’s doing this on purpose and I can’t understand why. I thought he wanted to be rough with me, and I gave him that. I gave him permission to treat me however he wanted, and now it feels like he’s punishing me for it.
    He pulls away from me slowly, redressing himself. The room is eerily silent, and it all feels wrong. So wrong.
    “You can go now,” he says finally.
    His voice is cold and distant, and that’s it. My breaking point.
    “Fuck you,” I snarl, tearing the blindfold from my eyes.
    I can’t even look at him. I don’t want him to see these pathetic tears on my cheeks, and I try not to sniffle as I gather my coat. I only make it as far as the hallway before a sob erupts from my chest and I start to cry in earnest. I don’t even know why. I did this to myself.
    Just as I reach the door, he stops me, pulling me against his chest.
    “Let me go, Gabriel.” My voice is weak, and I hate it.
    “No.”
    He holds me tight, letting me cry against him as he strokes my hair. It only makes me feel even worse for allowing myself to break down in front of him.
    “You said that’s what you wanted, Victoria,” he whispers into my ear.
    “I don’t care what I said,” I snap. “This is over. Finished. I’m so fucking…”
    He crushes his lips to mine, making me gasp. And then he gathers me up in his arms and carries me back down the hall. As much as I try to resist, I can’t fight him. His lips are like my kryptonite, and I need them.
    He showers my face with kisses, taking my salty tears away. Then he splays me out on the bed and starts to undress me. His movements are slow and gentle, precise. He strips me of everything until I’m completely naked in front of him, and I don’t care. The way he’s looking at me tells me I don’t need to be embarrassed.
    And then his lips are everywhere. Trailing kisses all over my neck, my chest, and my nipples. His hand finds the throbbing bundle of nerves inside of me and goes to work. It’s all over before it even begins. I’m so swollen, so needy, I explode around his fingers within a minute of his touch.
    “Fuck baby,” he growls. “That was unexpected.”
    “Maybe for you,” I murmur, my eyelids growing heavy.
    “Don’t go to sleep on me yet.” He kisses his way down my navel. “I’m just getting started.”
    He isn’t joking either. By the time his mouth and fingers are done with me, I’ve come four times. And when he starts up again, I have to beg him to stop, but he does so with a satisfactory smile on his face. He climbs up beside me, lifting my head to nuzzle against his shoulder.
    “I’m sorry, Victoria,” he says softly.
    “You’re forgiven.”
     
     
     
    ***
    Gabriel
     
    Victoria’s asleep. In my arms. And I’m holding her, stroking her, silently hating myself for what she’s turning me into. I don’t want to leave her. I don’t want her to leave me. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing anymore.
    I had every intention of granting her wish today. Showing her what a fuck toy really is. I knew I would lose her because of it, but that was the point. But then she turned it around on me when I was fucking her mouth like a mad man and she actually