It was a good job I’d had hold of her; my strength, post surgery, surprised me. I bottomed out, my balls shoved up against her pussy lips and my length disappearing.
“Ah fuck.” I tipped my head to the ceiling and savored the blissful sensation of her hugging, drenched pussy around my dick. “I’m in heaven when I’m inside you.”
Chapter Nineteen
Amy
The locket swung violently with each of Mitch’s thrusts into my pussy. Air was shunted from my lungs, and my pulse thudded in my ears.
“Fuck yeah…” he moaned again, his fingers pincers on my hips. “Fuck yeah.”
I gasped and took what he gave me. Clearly, being shot hadn’t dampened his enthusiasm for fucking.
“God, yeah, so good,” he moaned, his flesh slapping on mine as he bottomed out each time. “So damn good, baby.”
I closed my eyes and gripped his shaft with my pussy.
He moaned again, a primitive low sound that filled my brain.
“Yes…yes…” I managed. “Oh, Mitch.” With my brow on my right forearm, I sent my left hand between my legs and fretted my clit. I was hungry for everything. Every sensation.
“Hell, yeah, touch yourself, so hot.”
I tensed. He sped up, his cock bashing over my internal pleasure spot with each lunge. The pressure was building—growing inside me and becoming a big beautiful wave that would crest and tumble me into ecstasy. I didn’t have to worry about whether or not I would come. Not with Mitch. He’d make sure I did, every time. I trusted him to do that, and that was freeing. Freeing for my mind and body. It was as if he’d given me permission to fly, and now that’s all I wanted to do.
“Ah yeah…fuck, you’re so wet,” he said and then sent one hand up my back to grip my hair. “Wet and hot for it. Come, baby, when you need to.” He yanked my hair, the roots stinging. “Come for Daddy.”
I raised my head, totally owned by him. Dominated by him.
The flesh around my clit was wet with my arousal, and I rubbed with furious speed, taking myself to the point of no return. His cock was so hard, the root stretching my entrance on each plunge.
“Oh…oh…I’m…” I was on the precipice of coming, my arm ached, my hair was being pulled, and I was so damn full of hot, demanding cock.
And then something new, a coolness on my asshole, and then a slim penetration. His finger. Up my butt. “Oh!”
“Come now…” he instructed and his hips thrust even wilder. “Fuck, you’re beautiful like this. Taking me like this.”
The dark and thrilling sensation of having my anus breached while he fucked me so passionately threw me into orgasm. It was almost unexpected it hit so fast. My entire pelvis suddenly erupted in spasms of ecstasy. My pussy, my clit, my asshole. I wailed through it, the heat gushing from me and my entire body pulsing.
“Oh…oh my…I…” I cried. “Mitch…I…”
The bliss went on and on, my spine bowing as I rammed back onto him, taking everything he was giving me, and it was a lot and it was fast and furious.
He pushed his finger higher into my ass, and I shook and trembled and clenched. I was out of control, my body barely my own. White-hot heat spread over my skin and Mitch filled my mind. Nothing else existed except him and what he was doing to me.
“Good girl,” he said and released my hair. “You did so well.” He slowed.
I opened my eyes, stared at the floor, and struggled to catch my breath.
He stilled, buried deep, and I stopped fretting my clit and rested my head on my arms. What must I look like to him? Butt in the air with his solid cock in my pussy, still being savaged by powerful aftershocks and his finger up my quivering ass.
“You…you didn’t…” I managed.
“No, I have other plans.” He withdrew his cock and his finger from my body.
I felt bereft and whimpered in complaint.
“Don’t worry, this isn’t over yet.”
