Page 164 of Brutal Collateral

“No arguments here,” she groans, giving in to the pleasure.

I keep stroking her hole, loving how the lube sparkles off the puckered ring of nerves. “Do you like this?” I whisper.

“It’s... It’s different.”

“Do. You. Like. It?” I push the tip of my finger inside her hole.

Ava mewls and hisses, her pussy soaking the back of my thighs.

“I thought so.” Wanting to give her more while restraining myself, I sink my finger fucking deep.

“Ah,” she sobs. “Griffin, oh God.”

Chuckling, I play with her ass, using that finger to stretch her. Her muscles go from contracting tightly to sucking my goddamn finger all the way inside, begging for another.

“I’m giving you more, siren.” I add a second finger. “I’ve got something more substantial dying to get inside this ass. But I don’t want to hurt you.”

She lifts her head from the sofa cushion and turns to me, biting her lip. “Oh, but you do.”

“Okay, you’re right. Because you can take pain. You can handle how brutal I am. And I love...” I choke up. I can’t tell her I love her while prepping to fuck her ass. But I’m losing my mind. “I love how this feels,” I say to cover myself.

She narrows her eyes at me, not buying it. She knows. She knows I’ve fallen for her. But she’s fallen for me, too.

“More fingers? Or do you want my cock?”

She grunts back into the seat cushion.

“A verbal consent please, wife.”

“If you don’t, I’ll scream.”

I lean forward and gently bite the shell of her ear. “Scream all you want, siren. The louder you are, the harder I’ll come in your ass.”

“Please,” she hums into the cushion.

“Well okay then.” As much as I want my cock buried inside her, I keep working my fingers, watching her squirm, loving the control. Once I’m balls deep, the room will start to spin and my single point of focus will be my dick straining her hole.

I use my other hand to push the dress up to see more of her skin, see the tingling of her spine as she shivers, wondering what’s next. How the friction will be mind-blowing and how she’ll lose control.

“Please, Griffin,” she hisses.

My cock pulses, hanging out of my briefs, precum dripping all over my thighs along with her juices.

“I have to be inside you. Feel that addictive poison from within. Make it burn. Hurt me.” I’m on the edge, lust slowly knocking out each sense.

I pull my fingers out and with that hand, I rub a generous amount of lube on my cock. Fisting it nearly makes me blow.

I grunt, “Jesus.”

I’ve been obsessed with her ass, rubbing my cock between her cheeks for months, wanting to claim that hole. With shaking hands, I nudge the crown against her entrance, slippery from the lube and throbbing for more.

Ava mewls, her legs shaking.

“That’s right, let your husband fuck your ass.” Inch by inch, I breach her final frontier. What she’s kept from all other men, and when I’m inside, I find out why.

Ava. Goes.Wild.

“God, this is the sexiest ass, taking me so well.” I’ve done this before, but this is so fucking different.

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