Page 87 of Peaches

“You ever been fucked here, Grace,” he growls, as his finger breaches my rear and I cry out from a painful high I suddenly need to feel more of. “You ever known what it feels like,” he says, as I feel him lower between my legs and blow on my sex, his hand still holding me down in submission. “To cum while someone plays with your fine ass.”

Sweet heaven! God, I’ll admit I dreamed of it, but no, I’ve never had theself-gratifyingluxury.

He licks up my sex, groaning from my taste as my breathing quickens and he keeps me pinned against the mattress. Sticking two fingers inside me, he trails them back across my ass and I’m shocked seconds later when I feel his tongue do the same.

“Oh. My. God.” I cry, as his hand leaves my neck and his frame presses me further into the mattress, my body complying as I’m paralyzed with pleasure.

Spreading my ass cheeks, he growls as his fingers fuck my sex harshly a moment later. My body taking it like I’ve been starved to feel exactly the kind ofself-gratifyingecstasy he’s suddenly giving me.

“You’re so damn wet, Grace,” he pants, as he gathers the pool between my thighs and spreads it back across my tight hole once more. This time, his finger enters my ass further and I feel my core throb harder than ever before, my arousal at an all-time high as he leans forward and tongues my sex, smacks my clit with his free hand and rotates his finger in my ass. I scream into the sheets, crippled, helpless, needing more and praying he never stops. But it ends all too soon as he pulls his finger away, his mouth leaving my dripping center seconds later, and I try and catch a breath before I pass out.

Grabbing my hips, he raises them and runs his cock from the tip of my clit to the top of my ass crack. We both moan in ecstasy before he repeats the motion and my hands claw at the sheet beneath me.

“You respond well to punishment, Peaches,” he whispers seconds before he slaps my ass again and sends my head spinning in the best kind of delicious and delirious way.

God, please don’t stop.

Don’t ever fucking stop!

If this is just a game, I’m down to play any time he wants. But, if this is a new side I’m just now seeing, I count myself the luckiest girl in the world becauseRomeobehind me is the real fucking deal and I’ll fight any woman, anywhere, that ever threatens to take him away from me.

“You ready to give me your promise yet, or do I have to punish you further, Grace.”

Forgive me father for I have sinned, because punishment never felt so damn good.

I toss my hair over my shoulder and look back in his eyes as I whisper, “You know I’ve been a bad girl, Sir. Besides, my pussy loves it when you discipline it. Hard, fast, ruthless. Fuck me hard,Brettly, and never stop!”

“For fuck’s sake!” he hisses a second later as his cock surges forward and fills me full in one swift motion.

We both cry out as we stare in each other’s eyes and he stills inside me. He grabs my hips tighter, pushing himself further into my tight center, forcing me lower against the bed as we both suddenly can’t get each other close enough. Slowly, he starts to move, faster, in and out, quickly, as his fingers dig into my flesh at my waist and his eyes stay locked on my own, never ever breaking our connection.

After a moment, he breaks eye contact and looks down at where we are joined, and I watch him in a lustful mesmerized haze as I feel his cock pull in and out of my center. His right hand leaves my hip only to smack across my ass a second later. I scream as I fist the sheet in front of me, but I never look away from his face, a stunning determination etched across every one of his beautiful features as he punishes my flesh, pounding into me, chasing our release, and he’s driven with a need to give me the best damn pleasure I’ve ever experienced.

He looks up at me, hooded eyes, nostrils flaring and then spits down the center of my ass crack. I gasp out, wondering for a brief second why that turns me on even more, and then watch, my body throbbing in anticipation, as he slowly rolls his finger through the wetness and presses at my tight entrance. My eyes widen as his lock back on my stare and he fingers my ass, rolling around the wetness at my hole and pushing in, then withdrawing slightly, only to press further inside me a second later.

He continues his breathtaking assault as his cock forces itself addictively in and out of my pussy, his left-hand possessive and tightly gripping my hip. My mouth falls open and our eyes, locked on each other’s, bring a new high to an already piercing, impending climax, about to happen any second.

“Bad girls take it the way I want and love it,” he groans, as he finger-fucks my ass further and presses me down harshly against the sheets. His cock throbs painfully in my pussy as he drives it deep inside, then pulls out only to ruthlessly pound back into me once again. “Tell me, Peaches, do you love it?”

He presses his finger fully inside my ass as he drives his dick faster inside my walls. Pressure builds, a tempting high I have never experienced. He presses into me further, filling both holes until I can’t take anymore as his body forces itself into mine and crushes me against the bed.

“God, I love it,” I manage to whisper and wonder if he even heard as I find my voice is laced with so much damn bliss, I can barely speak. But his growl a moment later tells me he did as he picks up the pace.

“Rub your clit,” he demands. “Touch your pussy, Grace.”

I brace myself and do as he says. He backs away from my body slightly and lets me, a moan of approval falling from his lips as my fingers rub my nub furiously and I feel them hit his shaft, his tight balls as they bounce against my taint and we both silently scream as we chase our end.

Seconds later, my world goes black, and I yell his name as I swear I’ve never felt anything more fuckingself-gratifyingin my whole damn life as the climax that rips through me. His dick in my pussy, his finger in my ass,myfinger furiously rubbing my clit. I ride out my high, almost painfully, as just the smallest touch against my nub ignites a fire I never knew existed. He continues fingering my ass as his cock throbs inside me, thrusting me into the mattress harder than he ever has before. Pushing me down and holding me there in a great submission to take every bit ofself-gratifyingpleasure he is giving me. As my high starts to come down, he pulls his finger from my rear slowly, igniting another wave of ecstasy to rip through me, and then braces his hands on the mattress against my frame.

He pounds into me harshly, powerfully, brutally, and I love every damn second of it. I release my body into the mattress, spent from my climax, and welcome the powerful way he ruthlessly takes what he wants, claims what is his, and I feel his thighs tense, hear my name on his lips, and feel himself spill his cum inside me a moment later. He collapses on my back, sweaty and spent, my ragged breathing matching his own as we remain still, his length still pressed deeply inside me.

“I promise,” I eventually whisper a moment later, earning me a laugh from the man who quickly rolls off my back and gathers me in his arms at his side.

“Is that all it takes,” he says, as he nuzzles the back of my neck and I feel his dick still hard against a part of my body that has never known such pleasure before.

“I told you, spread apart my legs, give me the best high, and I’m putty in your hands, Romeo.”

“Romeo?” he asks with a slight laugh.

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