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ADAIR
Jack abruptly stands up and gets off the bed. “Don’t you dare let it fall out of you,” he orders, quickly undoing his pants and pulling his cock out.
“What are you doing?” I ask as he starts working his dick fast.
“What’s it look like I’m doing?” he retorts. “I’m jerking off. And right before I come, I’m going to pull this toy out of you so I can shoot my load straight into your empty, stretched-out hole.”
Looking at Jack’s cock, I can’t hold back a whine. I can tell that he’s already close, his engorged cockhead dark-red and slick with precum. And fuck if I don’t want to be gagging on it right now. “Please, lemme taste it.”
Jack smirks and shakes his head. “Please?” I ask again.
When he still looks unmoved, I up the ante. Straining forward as far as the restraints on my wrists will let me, I lift my head and beg like an animal, whining wordlessly with my tongue out.
A pulse of arousal surges through my neglected dick.Fuck, debasing myself like this shouldn’t turn me on so much. A flare of heat burns in Jack’s eyes. My hips rock up as my body clenches around the ridges of that enormous toy.
Jack groans and starts working his cock even faster. “Fucking pathetic — so goddamn needy for more even when your ass is bruised and your hole is wrecked.”
His words hit me with a shock. I’d completely forgotten about the punishment he’d subjected my ass to earlier. The realization is hot and humiliating at the same time. I whimper, pleading for him to come in my mouth with more desperate, keening noises.
“Jesus fuck —such a degenerate, filthy cumslut —” The hand that’s not on Jack’s dick drops between my legs. I yelp when he yanks that silicone torpedo out of me. Tears well in my eyes as all those ridges batter my swollen hole, leaving behind a sudden, sharp emptiness.
“Yeah, that’s it —cry for me like the dirty goddamn whore you are,” he grunts. When he thrusts forward, I feel his release start to land on my puffy, sensitive rim. “Gonna breed you so deep — shoot right into this sloppy gape,” he pants as he strokes himself through his orgasm.
He’s still breathing hard, that cruel hunger glittering in his eyes, when he drops his cock a few moments later. He looks at me with my tongue still hanging out for him and snickers. Leaning over me, he spits forcefully into my mouth before asking, “You still want to taste my load?”
I nod vigorously. Jack settles himself back between my legs with a chuckle. “If you can push it out of your wrecked guts, I’ll feed it to you.” Seconds later, I gasp at the sensation of his fingers on my rim. “Here —start with this.” He roughly wipes up the jizz that landed there before sticking his fingers into my mouth. I suck them clean as a wicked smile spreads over his face.
“Good boy,” he says quietly. My lower belly flutters. “Now give me the rest of it.”
Tears leak from my eyes as I squeeze them shut, straining to push it out of me like he ordered. “Fuck, that’s sexy,” Jackmurmurs as his fingers trace my battered entrance again. He brings them back to my mouth, feeding me more of his thick, salty load.
“C’mon, push out a little more for me.”
I thought for sure Imusthave pushed out everything he jerked into me by now. But I bear down anyway — only to feel something wildly, frighteningly different. The sensation tears a ragged yelp from my throat.
Jack snickers. “You like that, Bunny?”
“Fuck! What happened? Did I break myself?”
Jack glances up from between my legs to take in my horrified expression. Astonishment flashes across his face a split-second before he chokes on a laugh. “Fuck’s sake, Bunny! Of course you’re notbroken… Just a little rosebud.”
I feel my eyes bug out. “What?”
Jack’s gaze is feral as he drops it down to my hole. “Push it out for me again,” he demands.
“What! Why?”
His eyes narrow. “I want you to turn your filthy hole inside-out because I think it would be hot to slap you right in the guts.” When I pull in an audible, strangled gasp, Jack’s laugh cuts through the pounding of my blood in my ears. “I’m just dying to see the look on your face when I do.”
When I whimper, Jack glances at the pool of precum my traitorous dick has dripped all over my belly. He huffs out a sound of amusement. With a shake of his head, he sweeps three fingers through it.
“You freak,” he says, but there’s affection in his voice. “What a depraved masochist —mydepraved masochist. Open,” he commands, an instant before shoving those fingers in my mouth deep enough to make my eyes water.
When I blink them clear of tears and meet Jack’s eyes, they’ve got that wolfish gleam in them I know so well. “Now turn this slutty pink hole inside-out for me.”
The look in his eyes dares me to disobey. With a shudder, I bear down and push like he told me to before. My heart takes off at a gallop when I feel that strange, obscene inversion again. Being violated this completely and this intimately makes me whimper around his fingers —and sends a molten surge of arousal between my legs. For one horrifying split-second, I think I might come from… this.
