“Oh my god.” I bury my burning cheeks into the mattress.
“Don’t you dare get shy,” Denver rumbles, pulling me up onto my knees in front of him and running his palms over my ass cheeks. “I love everything you do.”
I bite down my smile. That was one hell of an orgasm, and he’s right, I shouldn’t be shy about the way my body reacts to intense pleasure. Judging from the way his hands are roaming over my ass, squeezing handfuls of it as he murmurs in admiration, I know he’s being honest when he says he loves it.
I wriggle inside his grip.
“Please, fuck me now. I want you inside me.”
I don’t care if I sound needy. I just need to feel him there.
He answers me by surging forward and thrusting into me.
“Fuck,” he growls, his hands curling around my hips and holding himself deep. “You’re so wet, see how you’ve taken all of me straight away? Such a good girl.”
I hum at his praise, contentment filling my chest now that he’s inside me again. I lift my ass higher, my head falling to the mattress as I savor the fullness having him so deep gives me. His balls dust my clit as he grinds into me slowly. I arch my back, pushing back.
“Look at you,” he croons. “So eager for me, thighs spread wide, full of my cock and aching to be fucked.” His giant hands encase my ass and tease my cheeks a little further apart, exposing my asshole.
It must look filthy from Denver’s angle.
I mewl shamelessly again, completely at his mercy but loving every second. He makes me feel desired and safe.So comfortable to be his dirty girl.
“So beautiful. How the hell am I supposed to last with you?”
I clench around him, and he lands a light spank on my ass.
“I don’t want to come yet, Princess, so keep this perfect cunt still for me, okay?”
I sigh happily as he continues his perusal of me, his hands roaming over my ass. He keeps his cock nestled deep inside me as he runs a thumb down the seam of it.
Then he slips the tip inside me.
“Denver!” I gasp, pushing back instead of pulling away like I’d expect myself to if I’d known someone was going to finger my ass.
He holds me in place with a firm grip on my hip as he works his thumb in and out of me slowly.
“So beautiful,” he murmurs. “Do you want to take my cock here one day?”
I clench around his dick involuntarily, and the sharp inhale of breath joins the awe in his voice. “Fuck, Princess. You do? Okay, we’ll work up to it.”
“Um,” I squeak, not sure what my body has just agreed to on my behalf. But I’m intrigued by the idea. The idea of submitting to Denver like that is… hot.
But his dick ishuge.
I’m not sure I’ll ever manage to do it, no matter how much we work up to it.
“My perfect princess,” he rasps, leaving his thumb inside me.
Then he starts to move.
Giant moans of pleasure leave me as he fucks me, but I don’t stop. The whole neighborhood can hear for all I care.
His pace is deliberate. Deep, strong strokes, designed to push me over the edge before he loses control. Each pump of his hips sends waves of pleasure hurtling through me like a warm light.
“Denver,” I choke. “You’re so deep.”
“Does it feel good?”
