Free Corrupted by Alexis Noelle

plucking and twisting the other nipple. Without a conscious thought, my body curves up into his attentions and a gasp escapes my lips.
    He switches breasts and his mouth finds my other nipple, giving it the same attention. It feels so amazing that the pleasure has distracted me to what his other hand is doing, I don’t realize until his fingers are sliding through my slickness that he’d even removed my panties. I gasp when he finds my clit, circling it with the rough pads of his fingers. I cry out in surprise, instantly embarrassed by the way my body is responding so quickly.
    “That’s it, Sweets, let go for me.”
    Kissing his way down my body, he dips his tongue into my belly button causing me to squirm at the tickling sensation. He looks up at me with a devilish smirk on his face as he lowers his head between my legs.
    “You don’t have to . . .” I start to protest, but it falls on deaf ears when he spreads my lips with his fingers and the hot touch of his tongue glides across me.
    He flicks his tongue against my clit, circling it slowly, licking his way down and lapping at me with abandon. My hips start to move, grinding into his face, my body knowing what to do even when I don’t. I grip the sheets between fisted hands, feeling myself build into something huge that is just out of reach. The pressure building until I can hardly stand it, Jordan’s name falling from my lips like a prayer or a curse.
    “I’ve got you, come for me, Luce. Give it to me.” He says as he inserts his finger inside me, pushing deep. I do as he says, my orgasm crashes over me, leaving me shuddering and moaning.
    I’m just catching my breath as Jordan settles between my legs, looking down at me in awe. “You’re so much more than I expected, Sweets. I knew you’d be sweet, but you’re beyond any dream I could have had.”
    His lips crash to mine, and I meet him with just as much lust as he’s pouring into the kiss. I hear the tear of a condom wrapper, then feel the blunt head of his cock at my entrance. My eyes widen and my breath hitches, this time in fear not pleasure. Unwanted thoughts invade my mind, memories of how much this is going to hurt, how the only knowledge of sexual contact is through pain and force. I feel heat behind my eyes, but I will the tears not to fall. I will not fall to pieces, this is Jordan, he’d never hurt me on purpose.
    His hands cup my cheeks as he looks into my eyes. “I need you to trust me, Luce. I’d never hurt you.” His words reflect my fears and soothe some of my anxiety.
    Lowering his body to mine, he slowly pushes into me. The stretch as he penetrates burns, but isn’t as painful as I expected. More a discomfort followed by an incredible fullness. The grip I had on his arm loosens slightly, one I didn’t realize I had.
    “You okay?” he asks.
    I think about it for a second before nodding, then he thrusts and I cry out, realizing that he hadn’t been fully inside me. I can feel a tear track down my cheek, the thickness of him his overwhelming and I’m wondering how I could have thought he’d been completely inside me.
    “Shh,” he soothes while pulling back. His hips move forward again filling me, the pressure is still there, but the pain has evolved into something more.
    He sets a rhythm as he loses himself inside me and I’m quickly swept away with pleasure, I find myself meeting his thrusts and scraping my nails down his back. The heat growing low in my abdomen is different than before, more powerful, I’m sure it will rip me to pieces, but I don’t care. I chase it, completely lost to Jordan.
    “You’re so fucking tight.” He groans. “Squeezing my cock so hard, you’re greedy for me aren’t you, Sweets?”
    He begins thrusting into me harder, each one moving us across the bed, until he grabs my hips holding me in place. He sits back on his knees, watching where we are connected. The lust on his face pushes me further towards the edge.
    “I can feel you tightening