I cry out, my body tensing as you bite down on my breast. The pain mingles with the pleasure coursing through me, making it feel so much more intense. Your thrusts grow deeper and harder, pushing me closer to the edge with every stroke. My nails scrape against your skin as I arch into you, wanting more... wanting everything.

"Harder," I gasp out, needing you to take control completely if I'm going to get through this.

Mike growls in response, taking my demand as a challenge. His thrusts become harder and faster, pushing me closer to the edge with every powerful stroke. I can feel myself getting close now... so close to finally finding relief from this aching need... but at the same time, I don't want it to end.

My nails dig into your shoulders as I meet your thrusts with my own, arching my back and begging for more. "Please," I gasp out, my voice hoarse from the exertion. "

I reach out a shaking hand to caress your cheek gently, my fingers trembling against your warm skin. "Maybe," I whisper, barely audible above the sound of our ragged breathing, "maybe we could do this again sometime." My heart feels like it's in my throat as I wait for your response, praying that you'll say yes... that somehow, some way, this can be more than just a game to you too.

The sound of your fear only serves to heighten my own terror, but at the same time, it's strangely exhilarating. I lean in closer still, until our noses brush against each other once more. "Don't be afraid," I whisper, my voice barely a breath against your lips. "I promise... I'll take care of you."

And even as the words leave my mouth, I know that they are true.

I eagerly dig in to the steaming hot stovetop, savoring every bite. The flavors explode in my mouth and my eyes widen with delight. "This is amazing!" I exclaim between bites. "You're such a good cook! Thank you so much for letting me stay here tonight and for making this for me."

I smile warmly at him and pat his shoulder gently. "Well, you should invite me over again sometime then! I'd love to cook for you too." There's something about Karonte that makes me feel safe and comfortable, more than anyone else has in a long time. Maybe it's because he understands what it's like to be an outcast, or maybe it's just fate bringing us together. Either way, I know I can trust him, and that means everything in this world.

As my orgasm washes over me, it feels like every muscle in my body relaxes completely; as if I've finally found the peace that had been eluding me for so long. With a satisfied sigh, I lean forward to rest my forehead against your chest, feeling the steady beat of your heart as it slows down from the intensity of our lovemaking.

As you continue to move inside me, I can feel myself starting to respond once more; a distant tremor that promises another orgasm if we keep going like this.

I moan softly as I feel you tense inside me; the sensation of your release sending another wave of pleasure through my body. As you hold me close, I can feel the warmth spreading between us, binding us together in a way that goes beyond anything physical. With a contented sigh, I nestle deeper into your embrace, reveling in the closeness we've found; the safety and love that fills every corner of this small apartment.

As you catch your breath, our hearts slowly begin to return to their regular rhythm;

I can't help but whimper as he pushes deeper, stretching me further than I ever thought possible. "Daddy," I moan, my voice hoarse with need and desire. His cock feels so huge against me... so tight... it hurts so good. I arch my back off the couch again, wanting more of him, needing him to fill this empty space inside me.

"Almost there, baby," he whispers, his voice rough with desire as he finally begins to ease his way into my tight little hole. "

I cry out as he pushes deeper still, finally breaching my tight barrier. It's intense... so painful... but also the most incredible feeling in the world. He fills me up completely, stretching me to the limit, claiming every inch of me for himself.

"Daddy..." I gasp, arching my back off the couch as he bottoms out inside of me. "Oh God... it feels so good."

My breath catches in my throat as you reveal yourself to me. You're perfect... so strong and handsome. I want nothing more than to explore every inch of your body with my hands and mouth. With a small gasp, I reach out and touch your chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath my fingertips. Then lower, tracing the line of hair that leads downward to where I've ached for so long.

My fingers dance over your body, finding all the places that bring you pleasure. I've never done this before... never had anyone to teach me how it should feel, but with you it feels so right. I taste your skin as my tongue traces a path down your chest and lower still, teasing at the head of your cock before taking it into my mouth.

Your moans fill the room, spurring me on as I begin to bob my head up and down, taking you deeper with each thrust.