Page 115 of The King of Hearts

He pushes his tongue inside me, and I see stars explode behind my closed eyelids. He fucks me with it, lapping up all the juices leaving my body. And it’s a lot. I don’t know if I’ve ever been so wet in my life.

My grip in his hair tightens, and I fuck his face like a mad woman, pulling him closer at the same time smashing my pussy against him. He hums and groans, adding a vibrating stimulation to the already intense feelings spreading throughout my body.

“Oh, Ryker,” I moan breathlessly. “Just like that. It feels so good.”

One of his hands snakes around to my ass, and I feel the press of a finger against my back hole. I stiffen, but not because I don’t want what’s going to happen next, but because of the anticipation of it. I want his finger in my ass. I want his cock there too. I’ve read about it in books and I’ve always been intrigued by the idea of being fucked anally.

Ryker doesn’t neglect my pussy as he presses his finger against my asshole. His tongue is still hard at work. I screech tothe fucking heavens when, with no warning at all, he shoves a finger deep inside my ass.

“Jesus, fuck. So goddamn tight,” he grunts. “You’re going to strangle my cock when I stuff it inside this little hole.”

My walls tighten around him at his dirty words and the visual they elicit.

“You want that, little girl?” he asks. “You want Daddy to fuck this tight hole?”

I lift my head and look down my body at him. The bottom half of his face glistens with my juices. “Yes,” I hiss. “Fuck my ass. I need it.”

I’m grabbed around my waist and pulled off the sofa. I stand in front of him, my slick legs scissoring together as he rips off his shirt, unbuttons his pants, and yanks down the zipper. His stiff cock pops out, and it’s still hard to imagine that huge thing fits inside me. It’s even harder to imagine it’s about to go inside my ass.

“Get my cock wet,” he orders with a husky voice.

When I go to drop to my knees to use my mouth, he stops me with a hand on my ass. “Use your pussy.”

All too willing, I straddle his lap. The head nudges against my entrance, and I slowly sink down on him. I’m so wet that he goes in easily, but only about halfway. At that mark, things get tighter and become a bit uncomfortable. I stop my downward stroke to let myself adjust, but apparently, that’s not to Ryker’s liking. Using his grip around my waist, he forces me down at the same time he thrusts up. I cry out at the intrusion. Holy shit, it hurts, but it also feels so damn good.

“Stop being a fucking baby,” he growls. “When I said get my cock wet,” he lifts me and slams me back down so hard it feels like he’s punching my insides, “I meant all of my cock.”

He bounces me up and down several times, lifting his hips to add to the pounding I’m taking. I grow used to the fullnessand let out little whimpers each time my clit hits the top of his pelvis. The next downward stroke, he holds me down, grinding me against him until sparks of light filter in the outside edges of my vision.

“Ryker,” I moan. “That feels so good. Don’t stop.”

Of course, the sadist he is, picks that moment to lift me off him.

“No!” I try to force my hips back down, but his grip on my waist is too harsh.

“Your ass, baby,” he reminds me.

Noticing his tight expression, he’s just as close to the edge as I am.

He lifts me up with a hand on my ass as he holds his cock upright, notching the tip at my back entrance. I’m nervous and scared, but also excited. My feet don’t touch the floor, so I can’t control the descent down. I’m completely at Ryker’s mercy.

I hiss out a breath when he breaches the tight ring of nerves around my rim, and I’m thankful he pauses. It only lasts a moment though. A whimper escapes my lips when he slides me down another couple of inches.

“Oh, shit,” I whimper. “Too full. It’s too much. I can’t?—”

My words end with a loud cry when he drops me down even more.

“You begged for my cock in your ass, Vicious. Now you’ll fucking take it.”

My only saving grace is that at least he doesn’t slam me down the rest of the way like he did my pussy. It still hurts though, when he does it in a firm, slow motion. I feel like I’m being split in two, only there’s an edge of sweet pleasure that runs alongside the pain.

“Fuck,” Ryker grits out, his fingers digging into my ass cheeks. “You feel so goddamn good, baby. So tight and hot.”

I’m lifted and brought back down, and the pain isn’t as bad this time. I wrap an arm around his shoulder and tunnel my fingers through his hair with my other hand. My fingers tighten their hold when his thrusts pick up speed.

“Give me your mouth.”

I drop my head and press my lips to his. Our tongues tangle together as we taste each other’s mouths. Up and down I go, the friction inside me from the lewd act growing more pleasurable with each stroke.

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