He clamps his hands under my ass and helps me glide up and down his cock.
Faster.
Deeper.
Harder.
“Fuck, yeah.” I clench my inner muscles around him.
He lets out a guttural sound.
I bounce up and down on his magnificent cock.
“Harder. I want to feel your fine ass against my balls. Each. And. Every. Time.”
I do as I’m told.
Every time I land on his balls, a surge of ecstasy shoots straight to my brain.
“My hands are full,” he says. “I need you to take care of that beautiful clit of yours.”
“Okay.”
My fingers glide over my clit at a feverish pace, as he takes over the reins, fucking me senseless.
He brings a finger to his lips before sticking it inside his mouth.
What is he doing?
I get my answer when his hand finds my ass and his finger glides up the edge of my butt crease.
“Relax.” He eases his finger inside.
I gasp, all my nerve endings jumping to attention.
“Damn, you’re so tight.” He reaches for my pussy with his other hand, pushes my hand aside and dips his fingers deep into my wetness, scooping up my juices. “Let’s try again.”
His gaze bores into mine. “You trust me?”
“I do.”
“Don’t fight it. Enjoy it.”
“Okay.”
He probes my tightness again, but this time, his finger slides inside me.
The sensation is so foreign… but nice.
“Keep riding my cock and playing with your clit while I finger-fuck your ass, kitten.”
His command makes me wetter and to my surprise, I don’t protest, nor do I tighten my ass in refusal.
I’m beyond turned on at the thought of being at his mercy while he fills me—front and back.
My eyes drift closed, my mind focusing only on Phoenix’s naughty touch.
Parts of me I didn’t even know exist, awaken.
