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336 pages, Paperback
First published March 14, 2020
My hands were up and at him, fingers digging into his back, nails pinning. My knickers were stretched tight to the side, and it was anything but shame that burned inside.
Fuck what he’d given my body, he’d poisoned my very fucking soul.
“Just one splurge. One solitary fuck fest to set my senses free and wild. One tiny scrap of fun to relive me from the years of need and boredom, and hopefully give me a hint of myself again.”
“I pulled that dirty white lace tight between her lips, and her tongue came out to meet it. I told her to suck on that filthy lace and she sucked on it with the most adorable lust in her eyes. She had me.”
He dribbled and drooled and spat all over me. He rubbed his dirty wet spit all over my skin and teased my nipples with the very tip of his tongue when he wasn’t hurting me.
I tasted myself on his tongue, but that wasn’t enough for him. He hooked his fingers in my cheeks and stretched them wide, and I knew what was coming. I was whimpering ready before he even did it. He spat into my mouth, my own pussy juice undeniable, then plunged his fingers in so deep I retched. “Suck,” he said, and I did. I sucked his fingers while he licked my face, and I was already straining up at him, my clit already desperate for more.
I could hear the squelching, and hear his breaths, and once again I knew what was coming. He thrust inside deeper and twisted his hand. “Let’s make these nice and wet,” he barked, and I gasped out a yes, wanting it too. It was his pinkie finger that pushed its way into my ass first. I gripped the bed sheets under me on the in and out, still feeling the tightness of my thong tugged to the side. The second finger was a nice stretch. I clenched and moaned, clit still fluttering, but he didn’t let up, working them back and forth like the same fucking professional he’d always been. “Spread those legs for me,” he said, and I did. I raised them wider and used them to lift my butt from the bed, just like he wanted me to and before he said it. “Good girl,” he grunted, and it made me burn up even brighter. I whimpered at his depth as he pushed those fingers deep, but I could take it. That animal instinct took over and I was moving with him, seeking out more. “I’m going to fuck your dirty ass,” he told me. “If I wasn’t so totally consumed by that sweet little cunt of yours yesterday, I’d have claimed it already.” “Fuck me then,” I replied, but he didn’t. He kept on with those fingers and used his thumb on my clit, even though it was still crying out from earlier. “Slick and swollen, just how I like it,” he told me. I could imagine the puffiness. Imagine the dribble of my pussy as he drove me crazy. “I’m still shaky from coming,” I said, and he laughed. “You’ll be a whole load more shaky when I’m done with you.”