His hot breath tickling my ear and his thick fingers pounding into my sopping wet hole sent me over the edge. I screamed so loudly, completely forgetting that we were outdoors and in public as my orgasm hit me hard.
Hayden slowly withdrew his fingers from my flooded love tunnel. I felt his heat leaving me as he slowly moved away from me to give me more space to recover from my intense climax. My legs felt so weak, and I could hardly stand. I held onto the car as I slowly melted down into a pile of mush on the floor. I felt my own wetness running down my inner thighs from my opening and realized that Hayden made me cum so much.
After a little while of rest, I was able to catch my breath and sit up properly as I leaned my back against the side of Hayden’s car. I looked around and realized that Hayden was leaning on a nearby tree at the edge of the clearing as he watched me.
I looked down at my torn-up dress. Not that I cared about it, I never liked this dress anyways. Screw the dress, I didn’t even like myself right now. What did I ever do to deserve this?
Whatever I did seemed wrong. I escaped being raped by Josh because Hayden saved me but then he just seduced me as punishment. I hated this…I hated everything about this. Why must I be stuck with this monster?!
I gazed down at the ground and realized that my sight was blurry. My tears were blocking my vision and soon I felt their warmth on my cheeks. Why am I even crying? I know well that nothing is going to change no matter how much I cried.
Without thinking, I slowly slipped on the partially torn dress, pulling it over my shoulder. Then I reached for the high heels that I had been wearing and carefully removed them from my feet. It’s so dark…and the woods that surrounded us looked like forests.
I might regret this later and its chance of success was slim. However, at that moment, all I wanted was freedom…enough that I would risk my life and everything for it…
I took in a deep breath and slowly stood up. I shook my head from side to side to clear my head. I glanced over at Hayden and wished with all my heart that this would be the last time that I would have to lay eyes on him.
“You know…” I began saying, very surprised at how steady my voice sounded despite how shaken I was feeling inside.
“What did you say?” Hayden asked.
He was still leaning leisurely against the same tree as before as he watched me. I turned to face him directly as I stared at him head on.
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