Page 62 of Living Hell

Tyler rolled over, taking me with him. In doing so, his cock slipped out and that made me frown. He fit so perfectly inside me.

Now I was on top of him and could easily get off of him, maybe head to the bathroom to clean up. But, for once in my life, I wanted to stay pressed up against his body.

“What would the warning say?”

Tyler smiled and my pussy spasmed. I had to kiss it away for fear I might orgasm without him inside me. But it was worse when I pulled back from the kiss. The smile had gone from devastating to hypnotic. It was lazy, satisfied with how I was reacting.

“Warning: dick has been known to cause explosive orgasms. Pussy may be destroyed when engaged.”

The rumble of laughter that barreled out of his mouth made me happy. It seemed anything Tyler did at this moment caused the butterflies in my chest to come to life. He wrapped his arms around me and pushed us to our side. Basically, I was a puppet in his arms. My body was useless, and he would have to be my caretaker from now on.

“I hope your pussy isn’t destroyed because I’ve only begun with your birthday orgasming pleasure.”

Of all the grins he gave me tonight, this was my favorite. It was devilish and I knew my heart—and probably my vagina—wouldn’t survive the night.

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