“Fuck, you’re ready for me,” he says.
He doesn’t give me time to catch my breath.
Phoenix fucks me deep with his long fingers.
I curl my hands into fists and bang them against the window.
His hand connects with my ass cheek.
“I said, your hands remain on the window. Don’t disobey me again.”
“I won’t.”
I splay my fingers against the window.
“Good girl.” He resumes his mission.
With great effort, I manage to keep my hands on the window, never breaking contact and never allowing them to slide. By a miracle of God, they remain in position even when Phoenix rubs his cock against my clit. And my hands don’t move when he glides his cock around my hole in mind-blowing circles, while fucking me with his fingers.
“You’re going to scream out my name so loud when I take your ass, they’ll hear you in Idaho. It won’t be from pain, it’ll be from ecstasy.”
I moan in delight.
His filthy words trigger a series of strong contractions against his invading fingers.
“That’s it, kitten. Show me how much you appreciate my fingers inside your sweet pussy.”
The man controls my body, because my pussy clenches again on command.
“Oh, fuck, I need to be inside you,” he says.
His strong hands grip my waist, forcing me to bend over. With a loud feral grunt, he thrusts inside me, balls deep, taking my breath away. All my senses shut down except for where our bodies meet. He’s buried so deep, I’m about to beg him to never come out.
He powers into me like an oil-drilling rig, pumping harder and harder.
He shows me no mercy.
And, I welcome every punishing thrust.
I meet his gaze in the window’s reflection.
His eyes are veiled with so much lust and desire, an expression that enters me deeper than hiscock.
One of his hands leaves my waist and he places it behind my head, forcing my face against the window.
I grunt as if he’s pushed all the air out ofme.
I’m trapped.
He loses it.
He fucks me with a vengeful force that makes me delirious. He’s cruel and careless with my body, and as God is my witness, I love it.
“More.”
“My demanding, dirty wife,” he says, driving into me like a savage.
“Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.” I can’t stop chanting.
