Page 114 of Heavy
“Open your eyes, baby girl.” I do as he says, and as my vision adjusts, he continues his commentary to what I’m finally able to see. “Ken told me about this place because he knows I enjoy people watching me fuck.”
“Oh my god…”
It’s not every bonfire that’s indulging in some form of sexual activity, but it’s enough for me to not have to look for long. The ones that aren’t either on their knees sucking or fucking, are drinking andwatching.
“Do you want to know why I enjoy it?”
I don’t think I’m breathing. Shit, I don’t think my heart is beating. My stomach ties into knots of nerves, and I wonder if I’ll have to command my body to function.
“Y-Yes,” I say breathlessly.
“It’s knowing someone can see me taking what’s mine, and they can’t have it unless I give it to them.” He shifts up to the hem of my pants and begins slowly moving under the fabric. I clench both my pussy and ass, the sensation of fullness coming in full swing as I lean my head back against his chest. “They imagine what it’s like to be inside you, or what it would be like for me to be in them. It’s knowing that they’ll never truly know, only dream of it. Like I hold power over every set of eyes, because I can have what they can’t.”
The moment his fingers find my slit and push between to find my needy clit, I gasp again.
“Fucking soaked for me, baby girl. I know the butt plug has a lot to do with that but tell me I’m lying when I say you want people to see you.” His other hand moves to my breast, and I only want to be free of these clothes to feel his rough hands on my skin. He squeezes, and I spread my legs instinctively, wanting—needing—more.
“That you are the one being fucked by me, and not them.”
His fingers move to my pussy, easily pushing two into me.
“For them to see you so fucking pleased and think ‘my partner could never make me scream like that’.” He slowly pumps in and out of me and I chew hard on my bottom lip, my hips rolling into his movements. “That they will likely fuck themselves later to images of how your tits bounce, and your cunt swallows my cock.”
“Y-You aren’t angry they’ll see me naked?” My tone is laced with heavy panting. The warmth between my thighs is slowly creeping up to my stomach, begging me to grind harder against his fingers for relief.
“No, because I want them to admire what they can never have. Be angry knowing it’s me that has you. Jealousy is such a glorious thing, and I love to elicit it.” He bites down onto my neck, sucking hard enough that I bite my cheek to try not to scream. “Fuck, I love the way you clench when you undergo pain. I can’t wait to fuck this cunt of mine, but first, I’m going to have you watch yourself come.”
When his fingers slip out of me, I groan with protest. “Clothes off, all of them,” he demands while helping me stand.
I take one more glance outward, no one is looking at us, just enjoying themselves. While, yes, I do feel slightly uncomfortable, I know Ronan wouldn’t ever put me into a situation where I’d be unsafe. That, and I trust him with my life and that includes my pleasure.
After kicking my boots off, I turn and drop my pants. I don’t focus anymore on the people around us, instead just on how sexy he looks removing his jacket and soon thereafter, his shirt. He folds the clothing and rests it on the front of the bike, right where the dials are.
Taking a deep breath, I remove my shirt and bra, now standing naked in front of him.
“Perfection that is mine,” he says while wetting his lips and outstretching his hand to me.
As I take it, he guides mebackonto the bike. However, I’m now facing backward, and he’s resting my head where he folded his clothes. This isn’t the most comfortable position, but as he adjusts me to mold my curves against the seat, it feels more natural.
“Hook your arms over the handles, baby girl.” I do so without hesitation. My body feels on fire, even if there is a soft breeze that would be considered chilly. I don’t question his intentions; instead, I watch as he grabs his helmet and slips it back on. He then steps forward, positioning himself comfortably right between my parted legs.
“Feet up,” he commands, and I place them on the footrests. Then he slides his visor down. “You’ll watch yourself come for me.” As I make eye contact with myself through the reflection of the helmet, he slides three fingers right into my soaked pussy.
I clench my teeth together as my hips lift with the intrusion. “If you hold back your screams, I will fuck your ass for the first time out here. We will see how quiet you stay then.”
Taking in a choked breath, I release the moan stuck in my chest. Instinctually I want to tilt my head back, but I force myself to focus on the visor—on him. His bare chest flickering with the fire has my heart flying around wildly. He is magnificent, and even though he wants me to watch myself, I can’t focus on anything other than the muscles in his arms flexing as he pumps his fingers in and out of me.
“That’s it, Cal, let yourself go.”
My knees press against his legs as I breathe heavily through my mewls. He fucks me with his fingers as though they are his cock, the sound of my arousal mixing with the crackling of the fire. The tips of his digits brush against that sensitive place inside of me that has me coming to a climax embarrassingly quick.
He rolls his thumb against my clit simultaneously to bring his free hand up and slap my breast. The sharp pain right at my nipple has me clenching around his fingers.
“Watch yourself.” He smacks my nipple nearly directly, and I cry out a moan.
I focus on my reflection, seeing my hooded eyes accompany my parted glossy lips. The ecstasy I see in myself is thrilling, and while I’ve never thought myself as ugly or undesirable, being forced to watch as I’m in my most vulnerable state has my body going through a plethora of sensations.
It all makes the orgasm that hits me so suddenly feel like I’m being given air after nearly drowning. My back bows, one leg slips from its place, and I don’t hold back my sounds of release. My hips feel sore as I shatter below him. The butt plug making everything more intense that I swear he’s made me squirt.
