Sold to Him

Sure enough, that thick meat presses against my asshole, but at the same time, a coolness slips between my pussy lips. “What—?”

The champagne bottle! He’s fucking my pussy with the champagne bottle! “Unnh!” I cry out with shock, my spine stiffening involuntarily. “What in–?”

But it’s too late because Gray sinks balls deep into my ass while easing the neck of the champagne bottle as far as it can go into my pussy.

Oh my god, I’m experiencing double penetration in my asshole and cunt at once. Grayson’s hot meat is edged into my anus to the hilt while the cool glass of the bottle slides against my sweetest spot. Sparkles dance behind my tightly closed eyelids as both holes stretch, unaccustomed to the tight fit.

“You okay, sweet baby?” His hand settles on my hip. “Fuck, I can feel the bottle through your vag wall, you’re so small.”

The comment is so dirty that I lose all my inhibitions.

“God, yes! Fuck me, Grayson! Please, just fuck me!” I want more of him. His penis pushes into me hard and all I want is more like a whorish slut. “Unnnh, yes!”

“That’s it, baby,” he grunts. “Let your ass feel it, little butt slut. Come all over my dick with this bottle in your puss and my cock in your asshole.”

And that does it. The dirty words throw me over the edge, and I shatter into a million pieces with my husband’s name on my lips.

“Unnnnh! Graysooooon!”

The alpha male loses it as well. His dick twitches in my bottom before lengthening and then jerking like a mad man. Hot jizz sprays my rectum, coating me with a huge load of virile man milk.

“FUCK!” is his roar. “Fuck shit fuck!”

And the sensations are so fabulous that I pass out, my body a shaking, shivery mess. I can’t resist him, and never want to. He is my sun, moon, and stars, and my world revolves around this man.

The next thing I know, I’m opening my eyes, blinking like a newborn babe. Somehow, we’re now on the oversized couch with a thick blanket over us as we breathe peacefully. The lights from the candles flicker all around us and the air smells like sex and champagne. My snatch feels full and fizzy, delicious in every way.

Only Grayson can make me feel like this.

Still dazed, I lean over him on my elbow. My handsome man smirks up at me, completely content.

“You okay, sweetheart?”

And with a delicious sigh, I press my lips to his.

“Yes Grayson. Yes, yes, and yes.”

And I’m speaking my truth because with this man by my side, anything is possible. We met in the most untraditional of ways – because I needed to make money by any means necessary to support my family. But against all odds, we’ve prevailed. We survived a death sentence, condemnation to a life of servitude, as well as the stinging betrayal when Gray let those goons take me away.

But everything’s different now. Gray’s left the Billionaires Club, and good riddance. They weren’t a fit for my man, and he’s better off without them. Besides, it gives me more time with my husband, and with each day that passes, I only love him more.

“Always,” I whisper against his lips.

And this time, he seizes my mouth with his own, deepening our contact into a passionate kiss.

“Always, sweetheart,” he promises fervently. And as my heart sings, I know it’s true. Gray gave up everything for me … and we’ve never been happier for it.

THE END