Her whole sex was sensitive, every rub filling her with pleasure, every pulse driving deeper.
Maxence whispered, “My finger is deep in your ass, all the way up to my fist.”
Dree moaned, every subtle movement a torture of pleasure.
He growled, “Next time, it’ll be my cock, and I’ll come in your ass. I’ll take every part of you because you belong to me. Every part of you,mine.”
Dree pushed back with her hands, trying to get him to be rougher, just a little bit more, to let her come.
He said, “I’ll make you like it. I’ll make youbegfor it. I’ll make you love somethinghardin your ass.”
“I already do,” she whimpered.
A growl rumbled from his throat, and he crammed what must have been three fingers inside her, a fullness to the point of pain and his thumb on the nub outside, and in two rubs the white fire consumed her, a blaze from within and without.
She was flying, and Dree realized that he had lifted her in his arms, and she was face-down on the bed, legs dangling and toes just touching the floor. Her legs and ass cheeks were spread and open where Max’s hands had thrust inside her.
Oh, he was going to—
She tried to relax her asshole because he was going to rip her apart, but he slid deep inside her, slipping on her wetness and shoving against the tissues already swollen with release.
He grabbed a handful of her hair and shoved her face into the white duvet and mattress, the softness suffocating her.
Her own breath filled her mouth and lungs.
And again.
Colors flickered at the edge of Dree’s vision as he pounded into her, rubbing the overly sensitive strip inside, and blood roared in her ears as she tightened, her body straining for releaseagainand air.
He slammed into her, a breach of herself and her soul.
The colors behind her closed eyes whirled and exploded, and her scream was lost in the bed’s feathers and silk.
His fist in her hair wrenched her head to the side.
Cold air hit her face, and Dree gulped oxygen and sweet life.
With his other hand, he grabbed her other shoulder, using her whole body, and euphoria blasted through her again, filling her soul and the universe until she disappeared.
Maxence’s breath rushing on the back of her neck was the first thing Dree felt as her mind rose out of the darkness, then his hands sliding off her shoulders, then his massive weight resting on her back.
Her cheek pressed against the silk of the duvet, and the lamp on the bedside table dazzled her vision.
His lips touched where her neck met her shoulder and then her temple, and he sighed.
He toppled off of Dree and collapsed beside her on the bed, bending the mattress toward him. His body was covered in their sweat. Beads rolled down the crevices between his abdominal ripples as he gasped air.
He stared at the thick, red velvet canopy above the bed, his hands clenching the thick silk of the comforter in his fists.
Dree was still panting. “You were so rough.”
He nodded, still not looking at her.
“Like an animal.”
He swallowed hard, his breath pumping the bellows of his body.
She pushed herself up on her elbows. “You scared me.”
