Destroy me

Chapter 19 - Niamh - I trust you

I wasn't sure what he had planned, but I knew I wanted it.

He pulled us around the side of the book case in the same position, but this time I was completely concealed.

He leaned in and I thought it was to kiss me, but instead he bypassed my lips and took my earlobe into his mouth, nibbling on it gently. I began to moan in pleasure and he stopped abruptly, "Shush, Niamh, we must be quiet. Everyone is just the other side of those doors."

The thought both terrified me and made me feel hot and bothered.

Marco's thigh was pushed against my sex and I could feel myself getting wetter

"This all turns you on doesn't it? The thought we could be caught at any minute. I know it does because I can feel your wetness on my pants and you haven't been swimming. Yet."

His words got me hotter and I could feel his hardness pressed like a steel rod against my stomach.

"For an innocent socialite, you sure do love he danger."

I was about to protest when he took my mouth with a searing kiss. It was passionate and consuming.

His fingers that he had pressed into my ass had moved to the front of me and, instead of untying my bikini bottoms, he simply pushed the strip covering my sex to side.

He plunged two fingers into me, keeping a firm grip of my mouth with his lips as so to stop me calling out.

He assault was punishing but desperately needed after days without him, I missed his touch.

Suddenly he pulled his fingers from me and I felt empty. But after swiftly undoing his pants and releasing himself, he was quickly thrusting inside me.

It felt so raw and he felt so powerful as he rocked forcefully inside me.

I could feel the familiar building inside me begin, I could feel myself begin to lose it. But as I made eye contact with him he was so controlled and measured.

He seemed to know where I was heading and began to knead my ass. Occasionally allowing his fingers to drift lower; brushing over my opening and then touching the place in which we joined and he was filling and stretching me.

He felt too big, but the feeling was delicious and satisfying.

As he touched me I could hear my own breathing change and my orgasm was right there, right on the edge.

But suddenly, he stopped.

"Why are you stopping?!" I asked with a shaky and staggered breath.

"Turn around."

I did as he asked and prepare for him to thrust inside me, but when he didn't I turned to look at him and he'd put himself away.

I went to turn back to face him, but he stopped me again.

"Stay that way. Place you hand against the book shelf. And keep them there."

I did as he asked and then felt a wonderful pang as he pushed his finger into me.

"You're so wet. Drenched. And snug."

He removed his fingers and dragged the wetness up my seam and rimmed my other opening with it.

I was shocked, but didn't freeze up as I had before. I knew he enjoyed doing this to me and I had enjoyed the pleasure he gave me last time. So I let him.

With my wetness he eased one finger inside me. It wasn't uncomfortable, but still unfamiliar. He then removed it and pushed again but with two fingers. This time it stung slightly he thrust back and forth.

He removed his fingers then I felt him at my entrance. He was warm and hard. He pressed and I was then sure it wasn't his fingers this time.

He pushed and I froze. "Relax. You want this."

His voice was comforting. Comforting enough for me to relax for a second and for him to push hard enough for the head of his cock to enter me.

I called out at the painful intrusion but bit my lip as I didn't want anyone to catch us.

He pushed further, slowly, I wanted to call out, voice how I felt about the new sensations I was feeling, that were painful, but I was strangely enjoying, but I couldn't.

Then he was fully inside me resting right against my ass and I realised, "You wanted to stay here so you could do this, so I couldn't say no."

He chuckled and I felt it vibrate against me, "No, I wanted to do it here because you like the danger of it, this I've wanted to do since I saw you bent over with your ass exposed to me. And Niamh, you always have the ability to say no and I would stop. The reason you haven't, is because you want me to fuck your ass as much as I want to do it to you."

With that said he withdrew and thrust into me again and I felt nothing but a surge of pleasure through me. I wanted this. He was going to make me come in a way I never had and thought I never would. He was taking my pleasure and I was taking his.

"Fuck Naimh, you're so fucking tight and hot, you better be ready to come because I'm about to go."

He thrust several more times, harder and with more force.

That was it, with one last push we came together and I could feel him coming inside me. My orgasm was more powerful than I'd felt other times. It felt deeper. More raw. Somehow more intimate and I panicked.

He withdrew from me and turned me to face him.

"Thank you. Thank you for giving me such a wonderful experience. Are you ok?" I nodded, but before I could say anything I heard the beach house door opening and he quickly moved from me.

It was Sophia, "Hey, I wondered where you got to!"

"I was just getting a book for beside the pool." I confirmed.

She snorted, "You're so boring. Come, let's get a drink. Mom and dad aren't around, we could make some cocktails."

The thought appealed to me but I was suddenly aware she had not made any reference to Marco, but as I looked around I saw he must have made his exit via a different door.

As we left the beach house we were confronted by Marco at the bar, "What can I get you lovely ladies?"

I was stunned by his cool facade and began making our cocktails.