Page 24 of Sweet Torture

I push and retreat as I simultaneously tell her what I’m doing. “I’m rocking with shorter strokes. It’ll go in easier like that. How’s it feel?”

“Burns a little when you push in but I’m OK.”

She’s going to be so much better than OK after I’m inside her. “Tell me if anything hurts.”

She nods and then gasps when I push beyond the tight ring inside her. “You’re in?”

“I’m in. Still doing all right?”

“I’m good. Much better now.”

I push her legs back and move a little faster, although it doesn’t come close to matching the way I pound into her pussy. “Your ass is mine now. No other man will ever be inside it like this.”

“Only yours.”

She rocks her hips in counteraction with mine. “I think you like my cock in your ass.”

“Maybe a little.”

I push her legs apart and rub her clit. “I want you to come with me. I want to feel you clamp down on my dick and milk it for every drop of cum it has.”

She reaches over her head and fists the comforter. “Omigod. It’s already starting. And it feels like it’s coming from somewhere so deep.”

“It’s a different kind of orgasm, Ash. Deeper.” Her pussy quivers and her body grips my cock tightly, causing the onset of my own orgasm. “Fuck, Ash. Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight.” I hiss when I thrust the last time.

I pull out and collapse on the bed beside Ashlyn. “I was the only one who’d ever had your pussy. Now, I’m the only one who’s ever had your ass. They’re both mine and no other man will ever have them. Say it.”

“I belong to you. My pussy is yours. My ass is yours.” She laces her fingers through mine. “And my heart is yours. Forever.”

Epilogue

Owen Bliss

“Come on,Jacob. You’ve got this, son.” Last inning. Two outs. Strike out this batter and the championship will be yours.

“Time out.” Coach Webb goes out to the mound and places his hand on Jacob’s shoulder as he speaks. Good call on Webb’s part. Now is the time to talk down my boy’s nerves.

I’ve coached Jacob since he was four. Since the day I found out he existed. My dad and I have taught him everything we know about baseball and it’s paying off. He’s first-string pitcher at Tennessee, just like his old man. Three scouts are in the stands watching him right now. If he takes this championship, he’ll get major offers before the week is out.

“Look at those girls lining the fence, Bliss.” Ash’s voice is filled with disgust. “All of them, showing off their boobs in tight tank tops, trying to get Jacob to look at them.”

She’s not wrong. They used to do the same thing to me. Time marches on but some things never change.

“He doesn’t care about those girls, honey. Our boy is smarter than that. He knows what’s on the line so his head is in the game.” Another way he’s like his dad. I never cared about those girls lined up along the fence trying to catch my attention. There was only one girl I cared about and she never stood at the fence trying to distract me while I played ball.

“He’ll care about those girls tonight when they’re ready to put out.”

Our son is a good-looking boy. I have no doubt plenty of girls will be ready to throw some pussy on him. “Can’t argue that but we raised him right, Ash baby. All we can do is hope he makes good decisions.”

“He’s still so young. I don’t want him to ruin his future because the wrong girl spreads her legs for him.”

I lean over to whisper in my wife’s ear so Wesley, Graham, and Scarlet can’t hear me. “If you’ll think back to when we were his age, you’ll recall that you spread your legs for me and he’s the result of that. He didn’t ruin anything for us. And it turned out you were the right girl.”

I nip her earlobe and growl. “And I plan on you spreading your legs for me again as soon as we get home so I can eat your pussy and then fuck you senseless.”

She looks at the kids and then back at me. “Not if I suck you off and fuck you senseless first.”

Hell, yeah. “I’ll take that.”

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