Page 66 of In Death, Love Survives
“Oh. Yes. It has been a while. More than a while. And I’ve never seen a penis so big before.”
Wolfe chuckles as he starts to stroke it against my wetness and between my folds.
“Doctor Dollface is here to play,” he taunts.
I blush, realizing I called it a penis and not something more sexy like a cock or dick. Anything but the term for it.
“Don’t get shy on me, dollface. I like you just the way you are.”
Wolfe takes one hand and grips my waist as he lines his cock up.
“Fuck me like I’m yours,” I whisper as I hold onto his shoulder.
He looks up at me as he slides into my sex. My mouth falls open as I press my chest out to him.
“You are mine.”
He thrusts in fully.
“Every.” Thrust.
“Fucking.” Thrust.
“Inch of you.” Thrust.
“Is mine.” Thrust.
“Yours,” I whimper.
Wolfe paws at my sides as he starts to slam into me harder and faster, as if this is the only chance we’ll get to do this. Myarms wrap around his neck, hanging on when he increases his speed.
“Your pussy is the sweetest, tightest thing I’ve ever had,” he says with another thrust.
I moan as I get closer to coming with every pounding he’s giving.
“The perfect woman with the perfect pussy. I knew it was going to be…” He trails off as he takes a hand off my hip and starts to play with my clit.
“To be what?” I pant.
“Everything.”
Fireworks go off everywhere as I feel fire bursting from within. Wolfe consumes my mouth to prevent me from screaming as I come.
I should be concerned as I start to feel his cum spilling out of me, but instead, it makes me preen knowing that I’m officially his.
Wolfe pants with his mouth against mine as he finishes coming.
A few moments go by, and he finds some of the spilled cum. Playing with it against my thigh at first, he takes a small scoop and thrusts it back inside.
I yelp in surprise.
“My doll to play with, yeah?” he whispers.
“Yeah.” I sigh happily.
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