Page 10 of His Dangerous Secret

I hold my arms tightly around him as he begins pumping inside me. At first, I try to count the strokes until I start to relax, but I give up when another orgasm rises quickly within me and takes control.

“Mmmm, already?” Riggs growls in my ear. “I know my dick is big, Ma, but you get off quick.”

“Is—is that bad?” I manage to stammer.

“Bad? You’ve got to be kidding me. Come all over my cock, baby. Let me feel it.”

His words are the last straw. My body goes off, and I feel a splash of moisture between my legs. His body crushes down against mine, and I moan as wave after wave of the most powerful orgasm of my life shake me to my core.

Oh God. His body is so amazing. His cock is stretching me more than he said it would. I’m a woman now, and it’s Riggs claiming my body, not his cruel father.

I could die happy now. I just hope I don’t have to.

The forbidden reality of what we’re doing hits me just as I am about to come down and amplifies what I’m already feeling, causing me to cry out again. Finally, when I slump back on the chaise longue, I’m pretty sure my heart is about to explode.

When I am finally able to open my eyes and look up, I see Riggs slide a finger into his mouth – the finger he used on me.

I go tense, gripped with self-consciousness. Is it going to be bad? Why is he doing that!? Stop!

But Riggs’ handsome eyes flare as he removes the finger, letting it pop out from between his lips.

“Mmmm, you taste so sweet, Ma. I’m going to go down on you for hours.”

“R—really?” I sigh, beyond relieved.

“Damn straight,” he replies. “But first I need to do this.”

Riggs slides quickly out of me, leaving me feeling horribly empty, but immediately snatches me by the hips and pulls me to the ground. His strength is incredible, and the next thing I know I’m bent over the chaise longue with my legs spread and my ass in the air.

“Face down ass up,” he jokes as he takes his position behind me. Despite the circumstances, I can’t help but laugh.

“That’s the way we like to—”

Nope. Not going to get to finish that song.

Riggs enters me from behind, and I feel his massive cock from a whole new angle. I know I may have been a virgin just a few minutes ago, and this is only my second position, but it may just be my favorite.

“Fuck, look at that ass,” he grunts. The sting I feel next shocks me, but also turns me on in a whole new way. Did he just spank me?

I glance back as he does it again, and squeal as his palm lands against my skin.

Yup. He sure did.

“Riggs, you—”

“I want to watch that ass bounce on my cock, Ma.”

He thrusts inside, and again my breath escapes me. He’s stretching me again in a whole new way. I have no idea how I’m managing to take it, but I am. He’s got me right there on the thin line between pleasure and pain, balancing it delicately but with perfection.

With each strong thrust, the tip of his cock finds that spot inside me and excites me. I grip the chair with both hands and slump forward, burying my face in the pillow, as I know it’s only a matter of time before I’m screaming, and I can’t let Michael’s men hear.

Michael’s men, standing watch outside. If he were to make a call to them now, they’d report back to him that everything was A-O.K. Little would he know that his son was upstairs giving me the dicking off a lifetime.

So forbidden. So wrong.

So hot.

“F—fuck me, Riggs!” I manage to moan. “I’m going to come on your hard cock!”

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