Frayed (Torn #2)(35)

I blinked back a few times. My breasts felt heavy and too sensitized on the table. The throb inside my nether was uncontainable. “What do you mean? That wasn’t all of it?” I whispered, thrilled.

Taylor’s fingers sunk into the skin of my ass cheeks. He simply chuckled at my question. It was like a warning of what was to come. With a tight grip, he opened and lifted my ass before he rammed his cock in full force, and its entirety, into my salivating hole, hard. He filled me more than he had earlier, filled me more than anyone ever had. “No, This is all of it.” he expressed with such potent hunger.

Holy f*uk. “Jesus! Taylor!!!” I bellowed with as much praise as there was surprise. I’ve never felt this full in my life. It was an alien feeling. It was too much to bear, but it was too good of a feeling to refuse and I couldn’t get enough of him.

I was gasping and panting while Taylor took liberties with my pu**y f*ukhole , marking his territory, making it known who was the boss. “Do you want to come, Trista?” He asked in between thrusts.

“Yes.” Please.

“Talk to me dirty and use my name, this time.” Taylor placed his thumb where my clit and his cock met, teasing the sensitive skin. My body was on fire, different delirious sensations rioted in all directions. It was ludicrous.

“Seriously?” I panted, a little confused at his request. I don’t do dirty talk during sex. I was a smart-mouth in other things, but never ever during intercourse.

“I won’t make you come until you do.” The Boss warned.

I groaned. I want release. No, I needed it! “Please, pound me harder, Taylor. Use that big cock to f*uk me until I can’t walk anymore.” I hissed when he tugged on my hair while he pounded me as I requested. “f*uk, Tayyy… looor!” I screamed. My orgasm entirely took over, seizing me completely as I sobbed his name.

With his hand gripping my hair still, he turned my head sideways, so he could kiss me. He stroked me torturously as he rolled his hips in a steadfast motion. He left my lips and whispered in my ear. “I’m going to f*uk your cunt like it’s my gateway to nirvana. I’m going to crush, pound and kill this sweet, little pu**y of yours. Do you want to be f*uked like that, my beautiful hellcat?” His tongue and teeth nibbled on my ear.

f*uk! I was stuttering because I just had an intense orgasm, and Taylor’s relentless cock was seriously killing my brain functions. “Yes…”

He moaned as he sucked on my earlobe. “Do you want to be f*uked like a little whore or like a good girl?”

Hottest question, ever! “A whore,” I deliriously moaned.

He softly chuckled and it sent delicious thrills through my body. “That’s the spirit. Are you ready to come again, my little whore?” Taylor asked as his large hand connected on my ass cheek, fiercely slapping it twice.

f*uk, I loved it when he talked dirty. The spankings combined with his dirty words, simply drove me insane. “Absolutely.” I gripped the ends of the table as he showed me how a whore was to be f*uked. Both of his hands wrapped around my neck, gripping me hard, but still loose enough for me to breathe, as he impaled me.

Taylor made a loud, animalistic howl as he hammered me with his big cock. It dominated my existence. That cock f*uked me until pain and pleasure pushed me to the edge. It felt like freefalling in the most extraordinary way. My body roared as another orgasm wholly obliterated me. “Taylor!” I screamed until I couldn’t anymore. I was seeing black and white stars everywhere. I had never orgasmed so hard in my life.

He came a minute after I did. Both hands cupping my breasts as his entire body hardened, his cock expanded before he shot his hot semen. “Trista!” He hissed in my ear. He stroked his cock a few more times to get all of his spunk out. His lips kissed around my spine. Kisses trailed onto my shoulder and neck. I spun my head halfway to meet his lips and we kissed feverishly.

With my eyes closed, he broke off our kiss and planted a soft kiss on my cheek. “Shit, Tris. I think I have just found my drug. It’s pu**y crack.” Our bodies were still connected, sweaty and heaving from our animalistic mating.

Sex with Taylor was truly an out of this world experience and that’s all it should be. Plain and simple, black and white with no gray in between. As long as we kept it that way, I would happily comply. “Good, cause your monster got the job. I’m giving it an endless supply of me.”

I earned a spanking with that remark. “Monster cock. Only you would say such things out loud.” His palm massaged the part he just hit. “I’m going to keep you sated, Trista. You will want for no one. I can guarantee you that.”

His monster to cure me, ha!

We shall see Taylor.





Chapter 13


Trista


We finally managed to emerge from the small office. After closing the door behind him, Taylor paused and looked into my eyes, without a word, he kissed me—slowly and deliberately. The sweet kiss evoked a feeling deep within me. It was unnerving and yet I couldn’t stop him.

“No more throwing yourself at other men?” He asked as his eyes searched mine.

Definitely not, like I would want another summer fling when I got the monster boss around. “No more men.” I gave him a chaste kiss and pulled us out of there. When we were back amongst folks, my eyes scanned the area for Alexandros, but he was nowhere to be found. I guess he figured out that Taylor was doing me somewhere.