I'm Not Afraid Anymore

Chapter 3

 Once we got upstairs, it was like all his acting just disappeared. Like his innocence vanished. This was the side I liked, but I was afraid of.

He threw me onto the bed and stripped off his shirt. I didn't want him to strip me, so I just went with the thought. I stripped off my pants as well as my shirt and he climbed over me. He didn't give me time to talk, but he never gives me time to talk.

He kissed me roughly as I ran my hands down his chest to his pant line. He kissed harshly for a few minutes before moving his kisses to my neck. I stared at the ceiling, as I ran my hand through his hair. I pulled on his belt harshly and he stripped his own pants off.

He didn't make any eye contact with me, as he began to fuck me. I moaned with each of his harsh thrusts; I ended up finding myself pushing against him, and he turned me onto my stomach.

I gripped the pillow tightly as he plunged into me once again. I jolted almost by every thrust and he put his hand on my dick. His pointer finger ran over my head as he kept thrusting, running his tongue along my shoulder.

I pushed against him when he didn't thrust at me.

Something set him off, and I don't know if it was me thrusting back at him or not, but he bit my neck roughly and pulled on my skin with his teeth before pulling himself out completely only to wreck my ass by thrusting his 8 inches in hard.

I began to shake, and buried my face into the pillow, moaning loudly. His pointer stopped over my hole and I knew he didn't want me to cum yet. I held myself back but I still shook. My thighs were tight, and my grip on the pillow was harsh.

He took himself out and plugged his fingers into my ass as he bit my back. I jolted from the change of feeling and moaned loudly. His other hand smeared the precum over my head roughly.

I closed my eyes and moaned louder when I came. I knew I pissed him off, I came before he wanted me to, but I'm beginning to lose the strength in my lower half because of him. I can't hold myself back so much.

He took his fingers out and thrusted himself back into me. He put both of his hands against my hips and continued to thrust harshly, as his mouth sucked along my back. His tongue ran over my spin as I felt the pulse of Kris' dick.

I didn't want to, but I reached back and gripped his ass, pushing myself against him harshly. He took my hand off him and held my hands together above my head.

I couldn't catch my breath as his thrusts got even more intense. I gripped the pillow tightly as I came at the same time he did. He rested his head on my back and took his time to regain himself. I knew he wasn't staying in here.