Page 148 of Consummation

When I’ve loosened Josh’s belt and pants, I yank his pants down, desperate for him—and I’m met with the unexpected sight of his huge bulge straining behind briefs emblazoned with... a large Batman logo right on his bull’s-eye.

“Holy...Batman, Batman!” I breathe.

Josh laughs. “A little present for you, baby,” he says. “Happy Bachelorette Party, Party Girl.” He leaps back and does a sexy little dance for me, rocking his hips, flexing every muscle on his body, kissing his own biceps—and when I shudder with a little orgasm, he attacks me, sliding his fingers into my wetness and his mouth on my breast.

I stroke the outside of his briefs, grasping frantically at his Batman-bulge—my body boiling over with desire. “Holy Fuck Me Now, Batman,” I breathe, pulling down his briefs and letting his hard-on spring out. “Holy I’m Gonna Get Fucked by Batman, Batman. Holy Batman’s Got a Donkey-Dick, Batman. Holy... Fuck...”

“Okay, you can stop now,” he whispers.

He slides his briefs completely off and hurls them across the room and I lick the side of his enormous shaft like it’s a meltingpopsicle on a sunny day, and then greedily take his glistening mushroom-tip into my mouth like it’s liquid chocolate.

When Josh’s balls begin rippling against my palm, ramping up for ejaculation, he pulls his donkey-dick out of my mouth, turns me around, bends me forcefully over the edge of the bed, and shocks the living hell out of me by slapping my asshard.

I gasp, paralyzed with shock. Not What I Was Expecting at This Particular Moment, Batman. For the love of all things holy, I’m sitting here covered in sparkling diamonds. The man has asked me to be hisbride. I’m gonna be this man’s belovedwife—the saintly mother of hischild—which is currently growing inside me as surely as Jesus grew inside the Madonna—and he just spanked the motherfucking shit out of me like a two-dollar whore?

But Josh is in the zone, apparently bound and determined to show his fiancée just how much he owns her. He spanks me again—this time even harder—and every nerve ending in my body explodes with sudden, outrageous pleasure.

Josh blasts me one more time and I’m gone, hurtling into an orgasm that sends me reeling with vision-blurring pleasure. When my orgasm finishes, Josh grabs my hair, pulls my head back roughly, and enters my wetness powerfully, like a wild stallion mounting a defenseless mare in a freaking pasture. Holy shitballs, he’s claiming me as his property—there’s no doubt about it.And I love it.

Oh, God, yes. This is good. How the hell does this man always know the shortcut into my deepest desires?Yes, yes, yes.Before Josh, the men I’ve been with have treated me with kid gloves—like a very pretty and fragile trophy—and I guess I thought once Josh asked me to be his wife, he’d fuck me differently somehow—with some sort of newfound reverence and awe. But I should have known better. Josh always knows what’s gonna get me off hardest at any given moment—and right now is no exception.

Oh, God,yes.Delicious. The diamonds around my neck are slapping my skin with each pounding thrust of Josh’s muscled body into mine. I reach down and fondle his balls behind me—God, I love the sensation of those suckers slapping my ass as he fucks the crap out of me.

I slowly move my fingertips from Josh’s balls to the place where his hard donkey-dick is pounding into me, and my body shudders with indescribable pleasure. This man is all mine.Forever.

“I wanna call you Mrs. Faraday,” Josh growls out. “I’m gonna make you mywife.”

I shriek as another orgasm powers through me, twisting my insides violently.

At the sound of my orgasm, Josh pulls out of me, bends down behind me, and begins eating me through the back door, lapping at me, sucking me, gnawing on me—all the while fingering-fucking me, too—and my body responds with complete and utter rapture. Where the fuck did this man learn the stuff he does to me? It’s like he’s some sort of sexual Jedi. Oh, Holy... Oh, shit. I’m on the cusp of truly losing my mind.

A strangled cry lurches out of my throat. Oh my God.

Josh shifts his fingers inside me and begins flicking at me in a way he’s never done before, and it’s more than I can bear. I’m seeing pink. Then yellow. Oh, shit.

He does it again and then again—and it’s like he’s turned a key to a secret room inside me. My skin pricks with goose bumps. My toes curl. I feel like I’m being jolted with an electric current.

Josh flicks inside me again on that same weird spot and, all of a sudden, I feel my entire body unlock for him in a whole new way—a dam bursting inside me—and not figuratively. A shocking torrent of warm fluid absolutely gushes out of me, more than ever before... and pours right into Josh’s waiting mouth.

“Oh my God,” I sputter, my entire body warping and flailing.

Josh laps at me feverishly for several more minutes, cleaning me like he’s licking icing off a cupcake, and finally turns my limp body over onto my back on the bed, slides his massive dick inside me, and thrusts powerfully into me again from this new position. His mouth lands on mine. His warm skin brushes against my breasts and baby bump. Oh God, I’m absolutely enraptured.

This man is my master. I’m his slave—and not as part of a freakin’ role-play. I genuinely have no free will left. I’m his to command—mind, body and soul.

“I’m gonna make you my wife,” Josh growls into my ear. “I’m gonna give you my name.” He kisses me passionately.

“Yes,” I choke out.

Josh grips my face, covering me in kisses. His lips find my ear. “Don’t leave me, Kat,” he says, his muscled body moving against mine, his voice tight. “I need you. Don’t leave me.”

I grab his muscled ass, urging him to burrow into me even more deeply. “I’ll never leave you. I love you.Forever.”

He comes inside me, quite forcefully, growling and shuddering as he does—and when he’s done, he grabs my face again, his eyes blazing with an intensity I’ve never seen from him before. “I can’t live without you. I can’t breathe without you, can’t smile or laugh.” He doesn’t even sound like himself. “I love you. Oh, God, baby, I love you so much, it hurts. I’ve never risked this much before—I’m riskingeverything.Please, God, don’t leave me, Kat. It would destroy me.” He clutches me to him fiercely, his chest rising and falling violently, his breathing ragged, his skin drenched in sweat. “I’ve never loved like this, Kat.Please.” His words are tumbling out. He’s trembling. He buries his nose into my neck and I stroke his hair, soothing him. “Please, Kat,” he chokes out. “Don’t leave me. I couldn’t overcome it.”

“It’s okay, baby,” I say calmly, stroking his hair. “I’ll never leave you.Never.” I rub his back, coaxing him to calmness. “You’re okay, baby. Ssh. We’re gonna be happy, honey. We’re gonna have a beautiful family, you and me and a pretty baby makes three. And whenever you don’t know what to do, it’ll be okay because I’ll teach you.”

He’s shaking. “I love you, Kat.”

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