Trust Me

Leah
He reached between us to stroke his fingers along my lower lips, smearing my wetness all over both of us. I moaned against his lips as I gripped his shoulders before letting my head drop back. He kissed down my neck to suck on my breasts while two of his fingers eased inside of me, making both of us groan when my muscles clamped down on his fingers. He curled his fingers inside of me, stroking along nerves that had only been touched by him.
“R. H. M.,” I moaned.
He grunted before shifting, one hand cupping the back of my neck while his other arm wrapped around my waist. He tipped me backward, making me cry out in fear as he lowered me to the floor, following me down so that he was nestled between my legs, his tip pressing against my core. I pushed on his shoulders as panic began to set in. He cursed and the helmet disappeared from my head, along with his.
He moved off me long enough to roll me on my stomach. He nudged my legs apart before pressing against my core from behind. I rocked forward, making him groan.
“I wasn’t going to slip inside, baby,” he muttered gruffly. “I know you’re not ready. I just wanted to rub my tip against you. You feel so good.”
I bit my lip before pressing back against him, trusting him to hold back. I closed my eyes tightly as he rubbed his head up and down my slit before groaning loudly. When both of his hands grabbed my waist, I raised myself up, turning my head so that I could look at him. I clenched my jaw as he stared down at my vagina before pulling his hips back. My heart started pounding even more erratically as every last muscle in my body coiled in preparation of having to fight back. He shoved his hips forward and I uttered a small scream of fear as he grunted again. He pushed my head down so that my ass was higher in the air.
“Don’t do that,” he whispered hoarsely. “I don’t want to accidentally slip inside of you.”
I bit my lip as I pressed my forehead against my arm while he continued to thrust his cock forward, sliding along my lips but never penetrating my core. After a few minutes of showing me how to move, he released my hips, encouraging me to keep moving. I swallowed hard but kept moving, sliding myself along his cock carefully so as not to let him enter me.
“Just like that, baby. Fuck. This looks so good,” he moaned.
Before I could respond, he plunged two fingers into me, making my back arch as his fingers began to expertly manipulate my body to do as he wanted. I reached under me to hesitantly wrap my hand around his shaft, teasingly rubbing his hole. His breathing turned even more ragged as did his movements. He spread his fingers apart inside of me, sending spurts of ecstasy flying through me. I began moving my hand on his cock, mimicking the movement of my body. He got harder in my hand while I got wetter. Or at least I thought I did based on the slickness of his skin in my hand.
I moaned loudly, almost ready to beg him for release when he slapped my ass.
“BR– R. H. M.,” I cried out, catching myself at the last moment before he found out that I knew.
His movements immediately stopped. “What did you say?” He asked hoarsely.
I bit into my arm to keep from answering, too shocked about my almost slip up before turning my head to look at him.
“I– Will– He,” I stammered before falling silent, trying to figure out a lie that didn’t completely kill the mood. “He used to leave marks on my skin when we did stuff. He would always say that whores like me needed to be branded so everyone knew I had an owner. I-I wouldn’t mind if you left one. I think,” I finished lamely.
He searched my face for a moment pulling back a little. “Is that what you want? You want me to leave a hickey on you?”When he first stopped, I hadn’t, but staring into his eyes, I was beginning to. I gulped nervously before nodding. He studied my face for a few more seconds before rolling me onto my back. He took my hand, slowly kissing each of my fingers before placing it on his chest.
“Touch me back, Leah.”
I dragged my nails down his stomach to wrap my hand around his cock again. He remained still as I watched myself stroke him for a few moments before I reached up to pull him down for a kiss. He pushed his fingers back into me while his lips began to move over my chest until they closed around my nipple. His cock throbbed in my hand and I rubbed over his hole again, smearing his precum all over his tip while his fingers started to move over my nerves with determination. He kissed over to my other breast, where he bit and sucked on the side of my breast.
When his thumb pressed in on my clit, my body jerked and I cried out in pleasure. His fingers started moving faster as he pulled away from my breast to capture my mouth in a heated kiss, taking my continued moans into his mouth. He grabbed my wrist, making me move my hand lower, which allowed his tip to rub along my slit again. Suddenly, he pulled back as his cock twitched violently in my hand. He met my eyes.
“Can I cum on your stomach?” He ground out.
I bit my lip nervously, but nodded. He covered my hand with his own, tightening my grip on his shaft and showing me how to touch him. Not even a minute later, his body jerked and his head fell back.
“LEAH!”
I looked down as semen erupted from his tip, watching in awe as every twitch expelled more. He let me go and I uncurled my fingers from around his cock to dip my fingers into the warm stickiness on my stomach. I instantly brought my fingers to my mouth, tentatively licked it while he watched with darkened eyes.
“God, that’s,” he paused to expel a long breath. “You’re perfect.”
He got to his feet and began to walk out of the room, ordering me not to move. I sighed but did as he asked, remaining in place until he came back into the warm, wet washcloth. He knelt beside me and began to gently clean my stomach off.
“I’m sorry, baby,” he murmured. “I couldn’t hold it.”
I smiled at him. “It’s okay. I’m glad you got to– you know,” I said, flushing as I waved my hand.
“Cum? It’s not a bad word, princess,” he told me softly.
“I know. It’s just embarrassing.”
“I know, baby, but it’ll get easier.”
“I–”
His watch beeped and he instantly lifted it up before slamming his hand down onto the top of it as he paled. His eyes flew mine, watching me sit up startled.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” he mumbled. “I have to go handle something.”
As soon as he said the words, he got up to get dressed while I watched worriedly.
“Did I- I do something wrong?” I asked.
“NO! I just have to go remind someone about the rules,” he huffed.
I didn’t even get to respond as he rushed out of the room, leaving me lying on the floor. What did he mean about breaking the rules? Who was breaking the rules? What rule did they–Darcy! No sooner had her name crossed my mind did a sinking feeling fill me. I slowly got to my feet, got dressed, and began to walk out of his office. There was only one thing left to do now that he left me to be with her, just like Will had. And that was to punish myself for failing him.