Chapter 10: Resolution
Me and my ex were arguing about him kissing another girl . I was so pissed off that I stormed out of the house and went to the gas station to cool off. I was sitting in my car, trying to calm down, when I saw him. Kane. He was standing by his car, his muscles flexing under his tight shirt. I couldn't help but stare. He caught me looking and walked over to my car. "What are you doing here, Kyndal?" "I'm just trying to cool off," I said, my voice shaking with anger. "You want to talk about it?" he asked, his hand reaching out to touch my arm. I flinched away from him, my anger boiling over.
"Don't touch me. I don't need your pity."
Kane's eyes flashed with something I couldn't quite read. "Pity? Is that what you think this is?" He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low growl. "I don't do pity, Kyndal. I do desire. And right now, I desire you."
I swallowed hard, my body betraying me by responding to his words. "You're my bodyguard, Kane. This is inappropriate."
He chuckled, a dark and dangerous sound. "Inappropriate? Fuck, Kyndal, I've been inappropriate with you in my mind a thousand times.
I've imagined fucking you in the back of this car, bending you over the hood, fucking you against the gas pumps. I've imagined fucking you in the shower, in the office, on the conference table. I've imagined fucking you in every fucking place I can think of. And now, here you are, sitting in your car, looking like you want to be fucked. So, I'm going to be inappropriate. I'm going to fuck you, Kyndal. Right here, right now."
Before I could respond, Kane had opened my car door and pulled me out, pushing me up against the side of the car.
His hands were on me, rough and demanding, pulling my dress up, exposing my panties. "Fuck, you're not wearing any panties," he growled, his fingers pushing inside me, making me gasp.
"You're so fucking wet, Kyndal. You want me to fuck you right here, don't you?" "Yes, please," I moaned, my hips moving in time with his fingers. Kane's mouth was on mine, his tongue sliding in, exploring, tasting. He pulled back, his eyes dark with lust. "Turn around," he commanded, his voice firm.
I complied, my heart pounding in my chest as I braced myself against the car. Kane's hands moved to my hips, pulling me back against him. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass, and I shivered in anticipation. "You want me to fuck you like a dirty little slut, Kyndal?" he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Yes," I moaned, my breath hitching as I felt his fingers pushing my dress up, exposing my ass. "You want me to spank that tight little ass of yours?" Kane asked, his voice a low growl, his hands still gripping my hips. I nodded, my breath hitching as I felt his fingers trail down my spine, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "Yes, please," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Kane's hand came down hard on my ass, the sound of skin on skin echoing through the empty gas station. I gasped, the sting of his handprint spreading across my skin. "Fuck, that's hot," he groaned, his hand coming down again, this time on the other cheek. "What if you fucked me with the gas pump" I said. "You want me to fuck you with the gas pump, Kyndal?" he asked, his voice filled with lust. "I want you to fuck me with anything you can find" I moaned. "You're a dirty little slut, Kyndal. You want me to use you like my own personal fuck toy?" I nodded, my breath hitching as I felt his fingers pushing my dress up, exposing my ass. "I want you to fuck me with anything you can find," I moaned, my hips pushing back against him. "You want me to fuck you with the gas pump?" I nodded, my breath hitching as I felt his fingers pushing my dress up, exposing my ass.
Kane chuckled, a dark and dangerous sound. "You're in luck, baby girl. I've got just the thing." He reached over and grabbed the gas pump, pulling it towards us. "You want me to fuck you with this, Kyndal?" I nodded, my eyes wide with anticipation. "Yes, please," I whispered. Kane pressed the nozzle of the pump against my entrance, the cold metal sending a shiver down my spine.
I nodded, my breath hitching as I felt the head of the nozzle pushing inside me. "Fuck, that's so fucking hot," he groaned, his fingers gripping my hips as he pushed the nozzle deeper inside me. I moaned, my body stretching to accommodate the strange intrusion. "You like that, Kyndal? You like feeling my cock inside you, even if it's just a nozzle?" Kane asked, his voice filled with desire. I nodded, my hips moving in time with his thrusts.
"Fuck, yes, I love it," I moaned, my fingers digging into the side of the car. Kane's hands moved to my tits, squeezing them, pinching my nipples. "You like that, baby girl? You like me playing with these big, juicy tits while I fuck you with the gas pump?" I nodded, my breath hitching as he twisted my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my pussy. "I fucking love it," I panted, my hips moving faster, taking the nozzle deeper inside me.
Kane's hands moved back to my hips, pulling me back against him, fucking me harder with the pump.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Kyndal. I can feel your pussy gripping the nozzle, trying to suck it in," he groaned, his voice thick with lust. "You want me to fuck you harder, baby girl? You want me to make you scream?" I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. Fuck me harder, Kane. Make me scream." He obliged, his hips moving faster, the pump sliding in and out of me with ease. I could feel the cold metal of the nozzle hitting my G-spot, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. "Fuck, you're so wet, Kyndal.
Your pussy is gripping the nozzle so tight, I can feel it pulsing around me," Kane growled, his voice thick with lust. "You like feeling like a little slut, don't you? Taking my cock, or in this case, the nozzle of the gas pump, like a good little whore?" I moaned, my hips moving in time with his thrusts. "Yes, Kane. I love feeling like your dirty little slut." Kane's hands moved to my throat, gripping it gently, tilting my head back. "You're such a fucking tease, Kyndal. You know how much I want to fuck you, but you make me wait. I cum and he accidentally pushes the gas and it goes in me and I scream and he pulls it out and I cum all over the ground. He picks me up and carries me to his car and puts me in the backseat. He gets in the back with me and starts kissing me and touching me. He takes off my dress and I'm naked and he starts sucking on my tits. He's so good at it, I'm moaning and squirming. He pushes me down on the seat and gets on top of me. He's still fully clothed and I can feel his hard cock through his pants. He grinds against me and I can feel how big he is. He reaches down and unbuttons his pants, pulling out his cock.
It's huge, throbbing, and ready. He looks at me, a wicked grin on his face. "You want this, Kyndal? You want me to fuck you with my big, hard cock?" I nod, my breath hitching. I want you to fuck me hard." He lines himself up with my entrance and pushes in, filling me completely. I gasp, my body stretching to accommodate his size. "Fuck, you're so big," I moan, my fingers digging into his back. You like feeling my big cock inside you?" he growls, his hips moving slowly, letting me feel every inch of him.
I can feel your pussy gripping my cock like a vice," he groans, his voice thick with lust. I nod, my breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck, yes," I moan, my hips moving in time with his. You like feeling my big cock stretching your tight little pussy?" I nod, my eyes locked onto his. I love it. Fuck me harder," I beg, my voice shaking with desire. He obliges, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of me with ease. If someone looked at the car they would see the car jumping up and down , the gas pump nozzle sticking out of the car, and me moaning and screaming with pleasure. I can feel your pussy gripping the nozzle like it's never been fucked before," he groans, his voice thick with lust.
I can feel the cold metal of the nozzle hitting my G-spot, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. I'm gonna cum," I moan, my body tensing as the pleasure builds.
"Cum for me, Kyndal.
I want to feel your pussy pulsing around the nozzle as you cum," Kane growled, his voice thick with lust. I could feel the pressure building in my core, my body tensing as the pleasure threatened to consume me. "Fuck, Kane, I'm gonna cum," I moaned, my hips moving faster, taking the nozzle deeper inside me. Show me how much you love being fucked like a dirty little slut," Kane commanded, his voice a low growl. I couldn't hold back any longer. With a scream, I came, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over me.
The nozzle of the gas pump slid in and out of me, hitting my G-spot with every thrust, prolonging my orgasm. Kane's hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as he continued to fuck me with the pump, drawing out my pleasure. I can feel your pussy pulsing around the nozzle like a fucking vice," he growled, his voice thick with lust. You like feeling like a dirty little slut, getting fucked with the gas pump while I watch?"
I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm.
"Fuck, yes," I moaned, my hips still moving in time with the nozzle of the gas pump. "You like feeling like a dirty little slut, getting fucked with the gas pump while I watch?" Kane growled, his voice thick with lust. I nodded, my eyes locked onto his. I came and he accidentally squirted gas inside me and I got scared and he pulled out and I was covered in gas and I started crying. He picked me up and carried me to the bathroom and cleaned me up. He was so gentle and caring, I felt safe in his arms. He put me in the shower and joined me, washing my hair and body, making sure I was clean. He kissed me softly and told me he was sorry. I told him it was okay, that I wanted him to fuck me again. He looked at me with a wicked grin and said, "You want me to fuck you again, Kyndal? You want me to make you feel good?" I nodded, my breath hitching in anticipation.
Kane's hands moved to my ass, lifting me up, pressing me against the wall of the gas station. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my entrance, and I moaned, my hips moving to try and take him in. "You want my cock, Kyndal?" "Yes, please," I moaned, my fingers digging into his shoulders. "Beg for it," he commanded, his eyes locked onto mine. "Please, Kane. I need your cock inside me. I need you to fuck me hard," I begged, my voice shaking with desire.
Kane's eyes flashed with a dark hunger, and he pushed into me with one swift thrust, filling me completely. I gasped, my body stretching to accommodate his size. "Fuck, you're so tight, Kyndal," he groaned, his hips moving slowly, letting me feel every inch of him. "You like feeling my big cock inside you?" I love it." His hands moved to my hips, gripping me tightly as he began to move, his cock sliding in and out of me with ease. I could feel the cold metal of the nozzle hitting my G-spot with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me.