Page 63 of Hunger


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She comes down from one orgasm only to head right back up the rollercoaster to another high. And then another.

A sudden beeping in the car has her banging the car seat and trying to twist away from me, but I keep tonguing her, wanting to give her just a little more. She takes it, shuddering so her pussy spasms wildly against my face before she finally drags herself away from me, reaching over the edge of the seat for her jeans. She pulls her phone out of it, her whole body shaking and covered in a sheen of sweat. She gasps as she thumbs at something on the phone that makes the beeping stop.

“What?” I ask, breathless myself.

Her eyes, dark and satiated, meet mine. “Ten-minute warning. We’re almost there. Your turn.”

“Oh. I, uh—” All the confidence I just had suddenly shrinks back to normal, Layden size. It feels like me and Phoenix in the car again. Yes, a naked, sex-drenched me and Phoenix, but still—

The look in her eye tells me she’s no longer in a submissive mood. She shoves the hair that’s come out of her tie back with one hand, a dangerous look on her face as she smiles. “I’m going to milk you now. Because you fucking me like that wasn’t the only thing I fantasized about in the shower.”

I feel my eyebrows hit my hairline. “Oh?” I manage to get out. So she did fantasize about me? It’s the first true admission I’ve ever gotten from her that she thought of me sexually, if not romantically.

“Bend over the bench,” she demands.

“Phoenix, I don’t know if—”

“There’s no time. You’ve gotta trust me,” is all she says as she shoves me face down, ass out on the bench.

“I do,” I say, looking over my shoulder.

“Good.” She reaches down and puts several fingers inside herself, eyes locked on mine. Then she reaches between my legs and grabs my cock.

“Tell me what else you’ve fantasized about doing to me,” she demands, her strong hands closing around my cock. I’m stiff in her hold, but I really go rock hard when she adds, “Husband.”

“Because all those times I fingered myself in the shower like I’m doing now, I thought about what it might feel like to have you on your knees just like this. And then I’d take my fingers wet with my own slick and put them right up here to see if I could make you lose that iron control you hold onto so tightly all the time.”

I all but leap when I feel her fingers between the cheeks of my ass, rubbing at my anus. “W-what are you doing?”

“You said you’d trust me.” She bends over my back, and I feel her breasts and warmth against me. “I’ve wanted to give you a release. You’re so tight all the time.”

Her fingers keep playing at my anus. “Give in so I can show you how good it can feel to let go.”

She kisses down my spine, and her grip on my shaft gets tighter. She’s fisting my cock as she drags her hand up and down.

Her tiny, wet finger slips into my ass. I hiss out in shock and clench around her.

“Ah ah ah,” she says, kissing down to my tailbone. “There’s no time for that. You have to let me in, big boy. Relax. Let it happen. Trust me.”

Fuck.

I’ve never trusted anybody in my life. Once upon a time, I trusted Phoenix, and she destroyed me. Can I give her back my faith? Of course I can. I’d leap off any cliff for her. Even if there’s just concrete at the bottom instead of water. I don’t fucking care. For her, I leap.

I relax, and she slips another finger in. Then she starts massaging me there. Inside my anus. Not very deeply in. But hard and insistently.

Pleasure bursts hard immediately at my spine. Almost painfully hard. My beast opens its maw to roar with a craving for a new pleasure. A pleasure so deep and intense and so, so close. Tangibly close. I want it. I need it. I need her to give it to me. I feel my face contort with the coming pleasure.

“That’s right, husband. Come for me.” She squeezes the tip of my cock and then drags her fist down to my balls.

“Faster,” I groan. “Harder.”

She strokes me faster. And harder. Then she leans down and bites the cheek of my ass while she presses that spot inside me.

“Oh fuck!”

I come, and I come hard. Harder than ever in my life. My spine fucking cracks, I come so violently, spewing cum all over the carpet.

When I’m done, I sag against the seat. Shit. I don’t even want to think about the cleaning fees for this.

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