P.S. I changed the ending to the previous chapter.
I didn't like the old scene I wrote, so I made a new one 🙈

WILDER

Tristen's collarbone was one of my favorite parts of him. It looked so delicate and beautiful, like butterfly wings. I learned to appreciate Tristen's features from afar. He was like the forbidden fruit that I was tortured to stare at for the rest of eternity but never taste.

Fuck forbidden fruits!

I found myself getting lower, necking him, sucking lightly, and then kissing his alluring collarbone. I loved his defined bones, his high cheekbones along his cute face. He was the best of both worlds, combining the smoothness and delicacy of a woman and the muscular round arms and lean thighs of a man.

I heard a short little moan and it made me hornier. It was getting harder to keep my wild animalistic needs hidden. I licked his collarbone before moving to the dip near his throat. I opened my mouth wide and sucked him.

Another moan, but it was muffled. I could feel his erection growing against mine. I fought the urge to grab it. He was getting a bit more relaxed but his breathing got heavier, driving his chest up and down as I continued to suck before finally letting go.

Then I leaned downward, eyeing his body like a predator, until the sweet scent of his warmth made it impossible to resist him. He drove me crazy. My breath hitched. Strong beats pounded in my ribs.

I thought I could control myself. Guess what? I can't!

I let my weight gradually fall on him, almost crushing him. He gasped as he felt our erections touching. I started grinding against his sweaty hot naked body.

It all went downhill from here.

"Wilder?" Tris quavered.

I let go of his arms to tangle my fingers in his hair. I pushed strong rough kisses on his neck as I hummed, savoring his flavor, like a hungry beast.

Tris held his arms beside me, stiff and unsure of what to do with them.

A jittery warmth swelled throughout my entire body down to my lower abdomen, hardening my member.

"Wilder. What's going on?"

I didn't answer. I was too in the zone to give a fuck. Every word I heard was just meaningless.

He finally let out an obvious moan. His hands clutched at my back. The sweet pressure only made me go deeper into necking him. His neck was going to be sore with hickeys in the morning and I didn't care.

I was rough and fast. A strange sensation grew in the pit of my stomach. Mad with lust. My breathing was audible, hungry, humming and moaning. I realized it was loud enough for Tris to hear me.

And I still didn't care.

The heat made me sweat and pant excessively. I sat up and removed my shirt in a hurry.

"Wilder." Tristen's voice came out as a squeal of fear. "Are you OK?"

He saw me. He saw the lust in my eyes and it freaked him out.

I'm sorry, Tris.

I couldn't resist him anymore.

I grit my teeth as I came back on top of him, hugging him. Our skins rubbed together and I couldn't help but let out a lustful sigh. Our cheeks touched, and damn his face was smooth as a baby. His hair smelled like a garden of roses mixed with something else, something so heavenly, so very seductive.

I pushed him up to the headboard to make room for me between his legs.

"Oh, God," Tris whimpered. "What's happening?"

"Close your eyes," I said as I stroked his soft feathery hair. "Everything's gonna be alright."

He whimpered and tightened his grip on my shoulder blades. His body shivered against my bare chest.

I grabbed the lube from the bed and opened it, squeezing the liquid in my palms. I rubbed a generous amount of it on my fingers. It was Tristen's first time, I didn't want him to get hurt.

I placed my knees between his legs and made him gasp in surprise as I spread them apart. His thighs buckled immediately around me so I pushed them to make way to his ass. My hands slid under the cover between his inner thighs and played with his balls, making him shudder more.

Then I slowly reached his butthole. As soon as I touched it, Tris gasped, his nails dug deep into my skin.

"Woah, wait!" He started hyperventilating. "Stacie never did that to me!"

I had to bite my lips to stop myself from laughing.

Oh, you sweet innocent boy. You're about to be fucked by a man. What did you expect?

I rubbed his butthole in circular motions, feeling the opening clench whenever I came near it. My other hand pushed Tris back to the bed when he attempted to shove me away. I was like a mountain on top of him, he had no chance of escaping.

"Stop! I don't like this!"

You're gonna like it, my horny self thought. I'll make sure you enjoy this so fucking much that you'll beg me to do it again. I clenched my jaw as I forced myself at him, making him feel my hard cock. I'm not stopping until you're a panting wobbly mess.

He was so weak and light as a feather. His pushes and kicks felt like nothing at all. He thrashed helplessly against my strength as I pinned him by his shoulder and continued playing with his hole. Then I removed the sheet and lifted his legs up to my shoulders.

His bare white ass was right in front of me.

"Stop it," he cried. "Please, just stop."

"No!"

Tris opened his eyes at my roaring answer.

I pushed his thighs to his stomach and looked him in the eyes.

"You told me 'Don't stop even if I told you to.' So." I thrust my weight at him and sneered, our foreheads almost touching. "I'm not stopping until it's over."

My beefy long middle finger slowly breached him and it felt so good. He was so tight, soft, and wet.

He yelped and his muscles clenched around my finger.

I slowly squeezed my finger in and out of his hole, each time a bit deeper until I was knuckles-deep inside him. I kept moving my finger and didn't give him time to breathe, let alone speak.

His breath came out shorter and faster. His head lay back. His fingers curled and he lost control over his limbs.

It was a new sensation for him. His ass had never been fucked like that before.

I searched for that sweet spot in his guts, twisting and bending my finger. It went all the way in, then halfway out, once, twice, until he let out a loud long gasp. I found it. I continued shoving my finger inside him then pulling it out, dragging some of the stretching skin with me.

The view was so mesmerizing. So fucking arousing.

My breathing picked up each time I felt his ass twitch around my finger. I watched Tris gasping for air, wincing. His eyelids fluttered with each thrust.

His mouth was open, trying to say something.

"S-s-stop. Oh. Oh. Oh, God!"

He ended his gasps with a moan, a very long one.

Yes!

I leaned to kiss him on the chin. His arms clumsily climbed to my shoulders and wrapped around my neck. He buried his face in my shoulder, holding back a scream as I continued fingering him. I felt his hole loosening up a bit, so I entered another finger.

"Oh, fffffuck."

He moaned against my ear.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" He slapped a palm on his mouth, then whispered, "Forgive me, Jesus."

"Pfft," this time, I couldn't suppress my laugh. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Shut up!" He started hitting me. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up."

OK. So, I'm a masochist. I liked it when he abused me like that. I liked to get on his nerves. His tempter was pretty amusing to me and so darn cute.

His hard slippery cock glided across my abs. I let go of his other leg, letting it fall along my shoulder, and tightened my fingers around his length. He winced but with pleasure. I rubbed up, playing with his shaft before going back down. The slick skin of his cock made me moan. I stroked harder and faster.

His moans turned erratic and louder. His fingers brushed my back, nails scratching and leaving burning trails on my skin.

God, I loved his sex voice. I couldn't wait to shove my cock in him, when suddenly, a wet hot liquid shot against my stomach. I was thrown back a little when I saw Tristen's dick squirting cum.

"Nooo," I whined with a breathy whisper.

He was done and I didn't have a chance to shove my swollen dick in his ass.

I looked up and saw his eyes were shut tight. His body shook and his fingers curled against my back, injuring me further. When he was done ejaculating, he lay back and breathed.

I was frozen, thinking about the opportunity I missed to fuck Tris.

"Get your—" he gulped through his dry puffs "—fingers out of my ass right this minute."

I stared down. My fingers were still in his asshole. And instead of removing them, I pressed in a third finger.

He screamed.

It felt so wrong, I wanted to stop, but my horny self won again. It tempted me; made me believe that Tristen was mine and that I had the right to fuck him after all the things I did to save him.

"No no no, we're done. "

He extended his arm to push me, but I started moving my fingers in and out of him and left him gasping on his back again.

Once I was sure he couldn't move from pleasure, I started pulling my pants down. My heart was racing as I glanced at Tris to make sure he was still on his back. I tossed my pants and grabbed the lube, quickly rubbing its contents along my length.

I held his legs up and pressed my dick on his wet hole.

He gasped and looked up," No—"

Before he could finish that word, I forced my massive cock inside him, making sure not to go all the way. I made men and women throw up with this bad boy; I went in too deep too fast, their guts couldn't handle it.

Tris collapsed back. A hoarse deep gasp left his mouth open. The thickness of my dick was too big for his virgin ass. Even after preparing him, he was still tight. I went in slow, feeling his warm moist intestines clenching around my length, then I pulled out, leaving just the tip inside.

"What..." He exhaled. "The f—"

Before he had time to respond, I bent him until his knees were up to his shoulders and penetrated him again.

Tris screamed in pain when I went a little deeper this time.

"I'm sorry. He said 5," I lied, panting. "Exactly 5 times to get rid of the side effects."

"Bullshit!" he shrieked at me, kicking and screaming. "You sick fuck!"

I locked his thighs with a painful grip, sinking the tip of my fingers in his flesh. He groaned as I restricted his movements.

I placed a pillow under his butt and lifted him, slamming my dick further inside him, my entire eight-inches-long dick was filling him, rearranging his guts.

Tris let out a cry, then started gasping for air.

His head hit the headboard as I assaulted him. Poor choice of words, but that was what I was doing to him. It felt good and bad at the same time. It was like I had an angel on my right shoulder telling me to stop, but then the demon on my left was telling me to fuck him harder.

So I fucked him harder and harder until his moans turned into screams.

"It hurts," he cried. "Wilder, please stop, it hurts."

I couldn't stop. There was this euphoric feeling driving me insane. I was in heaven, plunging into Tristen thrust after thrust, hearing his moans and feeling him shake in my rough grasp.

I licked his inner thighs, then unconsciously bit that delicious tender part of him. He made the sweetest sound when I bit him that I had to hear it again. So I bit him on the other thigh. There it was, a sound between a scream and a moan.

Fuck. I opened my eyes and pulled my mouth away from his flesh. Ah, man, I internally whined as I looked at the teeth marks. That's definitely gonna bruise.

I was still fucking Tristen, but now I was pulling out and slamming back in, plunging into him hard and fast. The sound of our flesh smacking together was so loud and brutal. So damn sexy.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Tristen's screaming moans filled the room. "Ah! Ah!"

I grunted and growled as I dragged my huge dick and violently slammed into him over and over again. It was like something inside me had woken up. It was wild and primal and vicious. My eyes closed at hearing his moans and my head fell back. His voice alone was arousing me in an unnatural way.

Tristen's muscles pulsed around my dick. His guts were so soft and moist. Then tightness, complete and utter tightness.

He arched his back and let out a strangled moan. He wasn't breathing anymore. A thick gasp was trapped in his throat. His fingers and toes curled. Then he released his breaths as if he had been climbing for hours.

At the same time, I climaxed. I gasped a deep moan. My eyes rolled back in my head. My hips thrust forward. My cock throbbed as I cummed inside Tristen. My full length was deep inside him but I pushed him down, wanting to go deeper.

When my cum filled him, my knees buckled. I struggled to keep my dick inside as my grip on Tristen's thighs loosened, finally letting him go. I breathed, trying to catch my breath as I slowly backed away to unbend Tris.

Tristen lay on his side, shaking in violent jerks as if having a seizure.

"Wi-ild-er..." he hiccupped with a voice so small. "I don't... f-feel so good."

"Oh, no no, you're OK." I rubbed his back. "You're having an orgasm."

I was so proud of myself for that. I bet he never had one of those full-body orgasms before.

I removed my softening dick out of him, watching my whitish cum leaking from his pink hole.

After a few seconds, Tristen stopped shaking and curled up in a ball. He wrapped his arms around himself, shivering and weeping silent tears.

Suddenly, it didn't feel like heaven anymore. I was in hell.

I messed up.

I feel bad. I am a bad bad author 😩

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