A Dark & Creamy Night (5 page)

Blake spread my legs apart, bending me over the car. As he roughly grazed down my legs, and coming back up, stopping at my underwear. "So, there's nothing under your clothes. But the pros know how to hide things deeper." His knuckles wrapped around the bottom part of my panties, their bone pressing into the skin of my ass, so close to my heat. Another grunt, and that too was torn, him pushing the remnants aside.

The sound of spit on his finger, the moist digit roaming between my cheeks, making circles around the tightness of my pucker. He tickled it, before putting my tight asshole against his thick, strong fingers. I panted as his finger was winning out, him going deeper inside, my eyes wide. Never had I felt so violated as I did right then, so humiliated, demeaned. Tears emerged...

He pushed all the way in, the friction of him versus my hole bringing me so many unique sensations. He started to slide out...only to push it back in, the sensations flaring up tenfold, myself crying out in something resembling shock. He finally slid the fingertips out of me, my mouth hanging open, attempting to look up at him, read him, get an idea of what he intended.

"Nothing in there, Claire. One last place I gotta check though." I knew where he meant, and I had been trying to ignore it so much since he first started shoving me around and abusing me. Blake dragged his fingers across my taint, towards my pussy...and just like before, he wasn't in any rush to get in and out, simply getting a job done. "My, my Claire. Aren't we excited about all of this?"