I start with shallow thrusts, then pull back more and more, adding more lube when the friction feels too tight. “Play with your tits, baby.”
She does as I ask, and with one hand begins to massage her breast, then pinches and twists her nipple. “Oh, Grey,” she purrs.
“How do you feel?”
“Good, so good. I want more.” She pushes her ass back against me quickly, making me slam into her. “Oh fuck, yes! Like that!”
I fist her hair painfully and pull her head back. Her hand drops from her breast to grab the sheets beneath her as she cries out. Leaning over her body, I bring my lips to her ear and growl, “You want me to be rough with you, pretty little Bunny? You want me to fuck your tight ass until you scream my name?”
“Yes. Fuck my ass hard, my bad, bad Wolf. Ruin me for all others,” she says breathlessly.
I pull back, then ram into her once more. “There won’t be any others. This”—I slap her ass—“is mine. This”—I slap her pussy—“is mine. Every inch of you is mine, Bunny. Your mind, your heart, your soul. All of it belongs to me.”
I resume fucking her roughly, slamming against her over and over as she cries and moans loudly. “Your smiles, your laughs, your tears. Every single thing about you is now mine.”
“Fuck, yes! Oh my God, Greyson! I’m gonna come!”
I plow back and forth, brutalizing her tight little ass as my other hand rubs frantically against her clit. “Your craziness, your weird fantasies, and your silly gifts. They’re all mine. I won’t share, and I won’t ever let you go. Do you understand? YOU”—SLAM—“ARE”—SLAM—“MINE!”—SLAM.
She screams as I pinch her clit and deliver the last blow simultaneously. Her arms give out, her face falling to the mattress as I loosen my hold on her hair, her body shaking violently while she continues to cry out.
Her walls strangle around my cock, juices flowing down our legs. My balls draw up, that tingling sensation spreading at the base of my spine like wildfire. “FUUUCKK!!!!” I roar as I explode, spurting deep inside her tight warmth.
My legs turn to jelly within the next second, and I collapse over her, catching myself in time with my hands before I crush her completely. Her asshole continues to contract around my length, making my vision blur. My hips jerk involuntarily with how sensitive I am in this moment.
Emma’s body finally begins to calm down as the convulsions subside, although she continues to gasp for air. We both do. “Bunny,” I murmur at the back of her neck.
Her hand reaches back, cupping my nape affectionately. “Wolf,” she whispers as I kiss her sweaty skin.
When I’ve finally regained enough strength, I slowly pull out. She whimpers in response, her hand fisting the sheet as she squeezes her eyes shut.She’s going to be sore tomorrow.I gather her in my arms and carry us to the shower, washing both our bodies delicately before returning to bed, which is a complete mess.There’s no way we can sleep on that.
I set her down on the edge and grab some pillows and the cover that we thankfully thought of pushing aside. I bring them over to the couch and place them, then go to the grocery bag and take out two Advil and a bottle of water. I also pick up our phones and chargers, plugging them in near the couch.
While bending down, I hear my sated girl giggling behind me. I look back and find her with a hand held up to her mouth. “That tattoo is ridiculous. I can’t believe you actually got that done.”
I rise and turn to face her, pointing a finger. “I lost a bet. I didn’t have a choice.”
Her eyes roam my naked body, then land on my cock. “Well, at least you have something to brag about. You’re one of the lucky few to have not one, but two big penises.” She throws herself back, laughing as she falls onto the mattress.
I shake my head, chuckling. “You’re crazy.”
When everything is set, I go back to Em and hand her the water and pills. Once she’s taken them, I lift my now sleepy girlfriend into my arms and head for the couch. I lie down on my back and settle her above me, her head resting on my chest while I thread my fingers through her long, wet strands.
“I loved our little road trip, Greyson. Thank you. But I can’t wait to go home, I miss Little Tulip,” she says softly, gliding her fingertip along the lines of my tattoos.
“I know, baby. I miss her, too.” I kiss her crown, then place my other hand behind my head, sighing contentedly.
I have a gorgeous wild girlfriend and a beautiful daughter. What more could I ask for?
After a few minutes, Bunny’s hand slows its motion and finally rests in place. Her breathing has slowed, and her heartbeat has turned to a soft lull.She’s asleep.
“I love you, Bunny.”
Chapter twenty-seven
Emma
Hidden albums.
