Page 14 of My Deepest Desire

I submit to him willingly. The passion between us is undeniable. It’s what we’ve both been missing all these years. My heart pounds and his hands are everywhere, leaving a burning heat over every inch he touches. He breaks away and rests his forehead against mine. Our breaths mingle in the small space between us, heavy and labored as we try to regain control.

“You’re mine, Mouse,” he says possessively. “I won’t live without you anymore.”

“I’m all yours. Show me who I belong to.”

In one swift motion, Trey scoops me up into his arms, carrying me bridal-style to the bedroom. My blood rushes in my ears, a mixture of excitement and anticipation flooding through me. As he lays me down on the bed, he leans forward, his eyesfilled with a raw hunger that I’ve never seen before. He runs his fingers through my hair, then trails them down my neck, dragging the tips over my peaked nipples.

“Is this what you want, Mouse?” he asks. “Do you want me to claim you as mine?”

“Yes,” I breathe out, my body aching for his touch. “Please.”

Trey smirks, a wicked glint in his eyes. “You beg so pretty for me.”

He takes his time, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses across every curve and dip of my voluptuous body. Then he steps back to admire the view, his gaze dark and appreciative. “You’re even more beautiful than the last time, baby,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.

As he lowers himself between my legs, I feel vulnerable but also incredibly turned on. He doesn’t hesitate for a second, diving straight in and using his tongue to bring me pleasure like I’ve never experienced before. It’s indescribable, and I can’t help but moan, my fingers gripping the sheets beneath me.

“Tell me how much you want this, Mouse,” he commands, pausing his movements to look at me. “Tell me how much you need me inside you.”

“Please, Trey. I need you so badly.”

“Good girl,” he says approvingly, before returning his attention to the task at hand.

He continues to fuck me with his fingers and tongue, and no matter how wrong his actions toward others may be, the way he is with me feels nothing but right.

The fire in his eyes makes me quiver with an unspoken promise of the passion that’s about to consume us both. I feel the tension in every muscle of his body as he holds me down, exploring every part of me.

“Fuck, Mouse,” he growls low in his throat as he teases my clit. “You taste incredible, baby.”

His words send a rush of heat straight to my core, and I can’t stop the moan that escapes my lips. “Trey, please... I need more.”

“More? I’ll give you everything you need, baby girl.”

As he continues to lavish attention on my throbbing clit, his fingers slip inside me, stretching and filling me in ways I’ve only ever dreamed of. It’s almost too much, and I feel my orgasm building, threatening to tear me apart from the inside out.

“Come for me, Maggie,” Trey commands. “Let go and let me see you lose control.”

That’s all it takes. With a strangled cry, I come apart beneath him. But he doesn’t give me a moment to catch my breath. And before I know it, he’s shifting us both and positioning himself between my legs.

“Look at me,” he grits out, his blue eyes blazing with intensity. “I want to see your face when I’m buried deep inside you.”

I can’t focus on anything except the feel of him pressing against me, but I manage to lock eyes with him as he slowly eases forward. The stretch is delicious, almost painful, and I whimper at the fullness.

“God, you’re so tight,” he groans, his restraint hanging on by a thread. “Feels like I’m gonna lose my mind in this sweet pussy.”

“Please. I want it all.”

Then, with a guttural growl, he slams into me, setting a punishing pace that has me clinging to him for dear life. Every thrust sends sparks of pleasure shooting through me, and I know it won’t be long before I’m lost to the sensations once more.

“Come for me again, Maggie. Show me just how good I make you feel.” He drives into me with relentless force, and I happily obey.

The heat between us intensifies, each flick of his hips forcing me closer to the edge. My nails dig into his muscular shoulders,leaving crescents in their wake as I desperately grasp for something to anchor myself.

“Fuck, this feels good,” Trey growls. “I’ve never felt anything like this before.”

“Me… either…” I gasp, unable to form a more coherent response. Every fiber of my being is focused on the joining of our bodies and the intoxicating rhythm he sets.

“Squeeze my cock, baby. I wanna feel you shatter around me.”

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