Chapter 26: Blood on the Sand
His eyes widened with raw surprise when my hand shot out, stopping his hips just as the head of his cock pressed against my dripping entrance. "Wait," I breathed, my heart hammering against my ribs. I pushed myself up, the warm sand gritting against my knees, and leaned over his rigid length. "Didi showed me this." I took the condom packet from his discarded shorts, tore it open with my teeth, and rolled the latex over my tongue. I lowered my mouth, sheathing his thick, veined shaft with my lips in one slick, practiced motion. His groan was a guttural, shattered thing. "Fucking hell, Nupur," he rasped, his hands fisting in my hair. The taste of latex and his pre-cum was strangely empowering. I looked up at him through my lashes, a filthy, knowing smile on my lips. "Now you're ready for me, Jiju." He didn't wait, grabbing my hips and flipping me onto my back with a possessive growl. He drove into me in one brutal, tearing thrust that stole the air from my lungs. A sharp, blinding pain made me cry out, my nails digging into his shoulders. "Shhh, just breathe through it, baby," he murmured, his voice rough with strain as he held himself deep, letting my body stretch around him. The pain began to dissolve, replaced by a shocking, full feeling that made me moan and clench around him. "That's it, take your Jiju's cock," he grunted, beginning to move, setting a relentless, pounding rhythm that rocked my entire body. I came apart beneath him, my first climax a raw, screaming release that left me trembling. He rolled us over, putting me on top, and I rode him frantically, my breasts bouncing, my head thrown back. "Your tight little cunt is mine now," he growled, slapping my ass before pushing me forward onto my hands and knees. He entered me from behind, deeper now, his thrusts becoming savage, animalistic. "Cum for me again, you filthy girl," he commanded, and I did, screaming into the twilight as he filled the condom with a final, shuddering roar.