Page 99 of Scandalous Lover

“I meant beg,” he says, unimpressed.

I’m dying to see the look that accompanies that kind of statement, but he’s holding me too tightly for me to move my head toward him.

“Please, Sammy. Please fuck me.”

“More.”

“I’m dying to have your cock inside me. I’m so wet for you. You did this to me. Now you have to fuck me. Please don’t make me wait.”

I hear a huffed laugh behind me. “You’re awfully good at begging, princess.”

With his free hand, Sam pushes my hips back up so I’m spread before him on all fours. He lifts up as well, keeping my hair in his tight fist as he lines his tip up with my entrance.

“Yes,” I moan as I feel him start to press into me.

Have I ever wanted anything as much as I want his cock right now?

After the build up of not getting him inside me the last two times, I worried he might draw this out, make me wait, or, god forbid, decide not to go all the way again.

That doesn’t seem to be a problem.

No waiting, no discussion, no condom wrappers or discussion of testing, just his fat tip stretching my body open.

I think I moan the entire time he slides slowly into me. I’m a lucky girl to be able to verify that later. Maybe even with Sam by my side.

I moan louder at the thought of watching this whole scene on video, just as he bottoms out.

“How does it feel to have me inside you, princess?”

“So good,” I manage.

“I shouldn’t be doing this.”

I clench my lip between my teeth as he slides out an inch and then pounds back in.

“It’s so wrong,” I agree, happy to dive into his game.

“So fucking wrong.”

He lets my hair go and my head drops forward as he slides himself all the way out. I can feel his tip teasing a circle around my entrance. I drop down to my elbows, allowing my body to splay further, praying it’s not over.

My prayers are answered by his cock sliding back inside.

“You are so off-limits, princess.”

I smile to myself at this forbidden love game. “Completely.”

“I shouldn’t even be here. I shouldn’t be sticking my dick in you. My bare fucking dick.”

He’s got my hips in both hands now, giving my body a few quick pumps. I can feel the energy rising as he gets himself worked up.

“I wanted your bare cock inside me. I wanted you to fill me up.”

“You begged for it,” he agrees in a growl, slapping my ass with a sharp crack as he bottoms out once more.

“Please, Sammy, fuck me harder.”

He obeys, gripping my hips as he fucks mercilessly into my body, pressing my face hard into the mattress.

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