“There you go.” He guides me up and down his length. “Get it nice and wet so I can fuck my wife’s ass.”
I suction my lips, excitement pooling between my legs every time he forces me to take him deeper. Until he pulls me off and lifts me onto the bed.
“Spread wide, princess.” He kneels between my legs, dragging his hand over his wet cock.
He pushes into my pussy just enough to tease me, coating himself in me, and then he’s lowering to my tight hole.
“Breathe for me,” he coaxes, pushing.
But it’s more pressure than his fingers or any toy. It’s more intense than anything I’ve felt. He breaches,pushing past a barrier. A tight ring of pain has me gripping the sheets until he works past it, slowly driving deeper until he’s fully seated.
Dean rolls his thumb over my clit, bracing himself over me with his other hand. “Are you okay?”
As rough as he is, he can’t help worrying when it comes to me. He takes care of me like I’m the most important person in his world.
I nod, swallowing thickly. “I’m okay.”
He rocks his hips slowly. Working me into a steady haze. His eyes don’t leave mine as the movements turn from pain to pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He rolls his thumb over my clit, and sweat coats my body from the intensity of the different sensations. “Such a good wife taking her husband’s cock in her ass. Look at us.”
I glance down at the same time he does, seeing him claiming me. And he thrusts with a little more force.
“Your body was made for my cock.”
“Yes,” I moan, tipping my head back.
Dean lies over me, and I grind against his pelvis as he continues to fuck me. We find a steady, slow rhythm, unlike anything I’ve ever felt. I might be floating outside of my body. I can hardly handle it.
“That’s it, let me feel you come.” He reaches between us, shoving a finger into my pussy as I begin to shake.
It’s all too much. It’s everything. I feel him everywhere.
I come, shaking beneath him, and the sight of it pulls him over, because he deepens his strokes until he’s releasing inside me as well.
He fucks me until we’re a mess. Sweaty, pressed together.
Dean braces his elbows on either side of my head. “You feel so good.”
“So do you.” I smile, brushing a kiss on his lips.
“I love when you let me play with you.” He grins. “But now, I want to take you in the shower and kiss the fuck out of you for the rest of the night.”
I smile as he pulls out and picks me up. And that’s what he does. He kisses me all night long.
Epilogue
Chaos
No matter how manyTwisted Kings clubhouses I’ve visited in the past five months, nothing compares to coming home to Vegas. Especially when there’s a celebration to be had.
Willa’s fingers stay linked through mine as we walk into the madness of the party, and I’ve never felt as complete as I do in this moment.
“What the fuck?” Soul slams his empty shot glass down on the bar, grinning at me. “Who let you through the gate?”
“I missed you too, brother.” I pull Soul in for a hug, and we clap each other on the back. “Surprised you haven’t burned this place to the ground yet.”
“Who are you kidding? Shit’s been calm around here since you left.” Havoc grins, and we clap hands.
