Page 43 of Vendetta

I move my hand to join his. I want him to know how good this is for me, how much I want him to continue.

“You’re so fucking perfect.” He says in my ear and I turn my face to kiss him.

Our fingers are both circling my clit and then he pulls out. His dick is gone and suddenly he’s ramming it into my ass.

I cry out. I’ve never even done anal before but to have it like this, with no lube and Nico’s impossibly sized dick? It hurts. I can’t lie, it really hurts but I don’t care because it’s Nico doing it. Him holding me down, fucking me in the ass for this entire damn club full of people to witness.

His hand moves on my clit again. I whimper because it feels so sensitive but he’s such a fucking god he knows how to get me right back to my horny state within seconds.

He fucks my ass slower, more considerately. Maybe he can tell I’ve never done it before. Maybe he just wants this to be different.

I raise my hips, adjusting my stance because I can’t take the angle I’m at. I think Nico takes it as encouragement though and he starts fucking me harder and I feel myself tear despite the newfound pleasure of it.

I cry out again and his fingers work to bring me back to another orgasm.

I shut my eye, I screw my face up as I scream a second time.

“Cum for me.” Nico half orders in my ear but I barely hear it over the sound of the music and my own noise. All I can think is that he hasn’t cum yet. He’s still going. How the fuck is he still going?

And then he pulls out one final time, turning me to face him and cums all over my dress.

I gasp staring up at him and god help me he’s grinning. This man of mine.

He runs his hands over it, spreading his cum through the fabric and onto my breasts.

“I love you.” I say it before I even think not to. In this moment I really do. I fucking love this man.

He grins tweaking my nipples, making sure I’m totally covered in him. Marked for every one of these fuckers to see.

“I think I made my point.” He says and I laugh. Yeah he did more than that.

As we go to walk off I realise half the people around us are stripping, fucking, touching themselves. It’s like a god damn orgy in here now.

“Look what we started.” I say.

“What you started.” He replies.

“You were the one who fucked me.”

He grins. “You were the one desperate for it.”

“I wasn’t desperate.” I state.

“No?” He says turning to face me. “Do I need to remind you of how wet your cunt was?”

“Do I need to remind you that I’m covered in your cum right now?”

He steps up to me, his shirt almost touching me as he runs his hands back over me, focusing once again on my tits as I try so hard not to moan. He’s just so fucking good.

“Desperate.” He murmurs before stepping back and leading me out.

Him

“They’re ready for you.”

I look up. Blaine is stood, arms crossed in the doorway to my office.

“That was quicker than I expected.” I reply.

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