“Fuck,” I grunt. “It hurts.”
“Shh,” he whispers. “There, there.”
I try to relax my body and sit, but his hands control me. He subdues and forces me back onto my kneecaps.
“I don’t think I can do it,” I whisper.
His smirk is devilish and improper. “That’s what you said when we first met.”
Turin kneels behind me, kissing the outer bits of flesh, while moving closer to my pussy.
His hunger is loud. With each kiss and taste, he makes a strong noise of satisfaction. I look back, and he’s pumping his cock as he dives into my lips.
He eats me from behind. He devours me like a starved animal.
Like a magnet, he draws his tongue to my clit. Pressing lightly against my pelvis with his hand, he exposes my tiny bead of pleasure. He taps lightly before swirling and sucking to my delight.
I’m not like the other women. I’m not some housewife who lives in a fantasy realm. I’m a woman who has lived and experienced the best and worst this life has to offer.
I can do this. I can take him.
A tickle rushes through my core. I close my legs, but he just forces them back open, consuming all I offer.
Turning my head, I watch as he sucks my pussy, relentless and stern. I reach back and push his face into me, feeling the pressure inside me rises.
My legs tremble.
My body turns hot.
I wag my head forward and let out an uncontrollable, shrill moan. “Yes,” I scream, patting the ground. “Make me come. Come on, just like that.”
He digs, and he searches for the one source, the one thing that can cure my needs. As he slides in two more fingers, he finds it.
No pleasure. No pain. There is just… come.
I explode. No, I shatter into a thousand pieces, erupting over the freshly vacuumed carpets.
My come drips down my thighs as my body tremors. Rich, vibratory waves run through me, electrifying my nerves.
I close my eyes and feel him mount my hips. I should be worried, but I’m too excited to think.
He spits.
He rubs.
He teases me open with his index finger.
And then I feel his crown hit my hole. It’s thicker and much harder than his finger.
I breathe out through my nose as he forces forward.
He’s gentle, yet firm, always whispering in my ear to tell me that it will be okay. That, he’s here for me.
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Once I accept it, he opens me. I fall forward, but he’s there to catch and bring me back in.
Every inch is tight, but once he’s deep enough inside, a feeling of deep pleasure washes over me.