Beast's Demands (Crude Hill High 3)

I didn’t have to hold back as I slid two fingers inside her pretty cunt. Newly broken in. My dick was the only one she’d ever feel.

Ashley still thought I was going to let her go. That there was a chance I’d leave her.

She was in for a rude awakening. One taste would never be enough.

Ashley was mine. I wasn’t ever giving her back.

I’d never had someone that was just mine. All of her firsts, all of her memories. Ashley didn’t even have a past boyfriend to compare me to.

She was all fucking mine and if I had to, I’d get it inked all over her skin, property of Earl.

“You only wanted one thing from me.”

“And now I want more.” With two fingers inside her, I pressed my thumb to her clit. She let out a cry, her cunt tightening around my fingers. She enjoyed it.

In and out, I worked her body.

She moaned my name. The sound I was becoming highly addicted to.

“That’s right, Ashley.”

Some of my cum would still be inside her. I cleaned her last night, but I had a lot to spill within her tight walls.

I gripped her ass and tugged her close. Now I used my mouth, tonguing her cunt, slamming inside her.

At first, Ashley started out tense, trying to fight against my touch. With each stroke of my tongue, the fight in her withered away until she was rubbing her pussy against my face, bringing her closer to orgasm.

I waited, leading her to the peak, holding her just there but not letting her go over. Finally, when I knew she couldn’t handle another second, I thrust her over the edge.

Lowering her to the bed, I worked my fingers over her clit, eking out every ounce of her release. At the same time, cock in hand, tip at her entrance, I slammed inside her, feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm work their way up my dick.

She felt perfect. Closing my eyes, I allowed each ripple to surround my length until she couldn’t take another moment.

I let go of her clit, gripped her hips, and started to fuck her. Slow strokes at first until they built, going harder and deeper.

She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I spun us around so she was the one on top. Running my hands up her body, I cupped her tits.

“I don’t know what to do.”

I fingered her nipples, loving the sight of her head tipping back, grinding on me as she lost a little control.

Such a highly addictive sight. I couldn’t resist it.

Grabbing her hips, I showed her what I liked, guiding her over my dick, getting her to set a pace that would suit the two of us.

It didn’t take her long to lead. Working her pussy, bouncing on my cock so I could marvel at the weight of her tits. So heavy.

I cupped them as I groaned, thrusting up to her pussy.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, I held her ass and fucked up into her, making her take all of me. I came like that, filling her pussy.

Wrapping my arms around her, I took her back to the bed, stroking the hair out of her face.

“So, what do you think about fucking?” I asked.

The warmth in her cheeks made me question her.

“I love it,” she said. “Can we do it again?”

“We’re not ever going to stop doing it.”

Chapter Thirteen

Ashley

“We’re not ever going to stop doing it.”

I released a scream. I’d been trying to hold it in, but the moment Earl touched me, all thoughts left my body. It didn’t matter that we were in a fancy clothing boutique, or that I was naked, and he pounded into me from behind. His hands on my tits as he drove inside me. All the while, he made me watch him in the mirror.

It had been a week since he’d taken my virginity.

The next day, he’d packed us up, and I realized a few miles from the house, there was a small helipad. That was how he kept coming and going. We were away from his island in a matter of hours.

We stayed in the penthouse he owned in the city. Every day and night, we fucked.

I no longer felt sore, which was insane as all we did was have sex.

Each time I thought it would be the last, only the moment he touched me, I couldn’t resist him.

He’d taken me to a restaurant yesterday, and he’d followed me to the bathroom. Even as people came and went, he had me pinned up against the stall, taking his length. Much like now, only this was far more intense.

The hand at my chest moved up to wrap around my neck.

He pulled me back so his lips were at my neck. “I fucking love how you take me. Your pretty pussy knows what it wants. I’m the only dick it craves.”