Page 118 of Problem Child


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“Yeah, you are.” He twisted my right nipple, making me gasp and squirm, then slid his left hand down to give my cock a couple of tugs. I hadn’t even realized until he touched me that I’d gone soft.

Slowly, he stoked the fire in me until I was burning for him.

“I’m good. Fuck me already.” I tried to push back, to take more of him, but he had an iron grip on my hips.

“Stop being a brat. Let me do this right.”

I moaned so pitifully that he laughed.

“I’m not going to make you wait, baby. Just let me lead, though.”

“Fine, fucking lead,” I grumbled.

He softened his grip on my hips, withdrew slowly, torturously. That was the wrong fucking way. I wanted him deeper, not?—

He surged forward, sliding deeper, spreading me even further.

“Fuck!” I cried.

He withdrew a little quicker this time, then pressed back in, going even deeper. Oh god. How much cock did this man have? How was he not all the way in?

I gasped and groaned as he crammed himself deeper into me, forcing my body to take more of him with each thrust, until finally I felt his hip bones against my ass.

“That’s all of it,” he said. “You’re doing so good.”

I was limp as a noodle against the bed. My body had given up fighting and utterly surrendered.

“You’re so fucking big,” I slurred.

“You’re okay, though?”

“Yeah. I’m not in any pain. I’m just…it’s a lot.”

“We could stop?—”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” I growled. “I can take it.”

“Yeah, you fucking can,” he said, his voice full of a dark pleasure. “Buckle up, baby, because it’s about to be a hell of a ride.”

“Wha—”

Little did I know, he’d hardly gotten started. Flynn grabbed my hips, holding my ass up, as he slammed into me, deep and hard.

Before I could catch my breath, he’d pulled back and thrust again. Then again. Each stroke hit every nerve I had.

He worked me along his dick like a rag doll, holding me, pulling me back every time he rammed forward, and all I could do was hold on for the ride as pleasure rocketed through me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he groaned. “You feel so good, Bailey. So tight around me. Not gonna last.”

My cock drooled cum. It just oozed up and poured from me as he hammered my prostate. I reached for my cock, stroked it half-heartedly, and came explosively.

It hit me out of nowhere. No slow buildup. Justbam,screaming-hot pleasure breaking over the rocks.

I shouted so loud it was a miracle I didn’t tear something in my throat, and Flynn started fucking me even harder, grunting, “Yes yes yes.”

My ass clamped tight around him, and he made a growly noise that raised the hair on the back of my neck as he came.

“Mine,” he snarled. “This ass is mine.” He grabbed a handful of my right cheek and squeezed. “No one else ever gets this.”