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He pulls it from my mouth and drags it down my chin, chest, stomach and then back between my legs, and when he removes his fingers, he slides it back into me.
“Oh shit.” My body tightens and my clit pulses, and when he bends down and kisses me, the combination of his tongue and the vibration sends my body into overdrive. Before I know it, I’m coming hard and fast, panting while crying his name.
“Fuck,” he blows out a charged breath as my body writhes and shakes. “I think this is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
My breasts are rock hard, every muscle in my body tight as he pulls the vibrator out of me and turns it off. Tossing it down on the bed, I open my eyes dazedly as he slants his mouth over mine and kisses me.
“Are you ready for more?” he murmurs.
I babble incoherently and he laughs. “I’ll take that as a yes so get on your hands and knees.”
After helping me to all fours, he brushes my hair to one side and leans in, pressing his chest against my back. “What’s one plus one plus one, baby?”
My cheeks flush with heat as he pulls back and positions himself behind me. Rubbing my ass with both hands, I push back as the pads of his fingertips dance across my skin.
I used to love the way his forefinger and middle finger felt different from the rest of his hand. Pads slightly rough from rolling the ball in his hand on the mound. But now, that skin was worn in a different way. Experienced and confident, both in the pitches he threw and what he wanted from me.
He pushes one leg up and eases his cock into me, and I push back, moaning at how good it feels when he fills me. Gripping my hips, he fucks me in a slow, hypnotic rhythm, then works up to a more fevered pace. When I hear our skin slapping, he reaches for the vibrator and turns it on.
“Take a deep breath,” he commands while bringing it between my legs.
Rubbing it against my clit, I close my eyes, wondering how many times he is trying to make me come. But just when I’m about to detonate again, he stops my climax and slips it inside me.
“Oh my god,” I moan as both my vibrator and his cock fill me. “Fu…fu…fuck.”
He’s too big for me most days, so two dicks—despite the fact one is rubber—is definitely too much and inconceivable. But with every thrust, my body ignites, and the feeling of fullness gives way to pure, unfiltered pleasure.
Feeling the tension from my impending climax, I twist my comforter in my hands, anxious for release. When he feels my body clenching, he lays down over me, and bites my earlobe, fucking me harder.
I’d heard about double penetration, and sure, Cruz and I had done our share of sixty-nine, but I didn’t think two dicks in the same hole was possible. Yet here he was, fucking me in a way I’d never been fucked before, and it feels good. No, scratch that. It feels amazing because he is giving me a buildup that will grant me a release that I need.
He picks up the pace, stretching and filling me, and when I feel the anxiety and tension of the past few weeks bubbling up in me, nearing the surface for release, I grab his hand and bring it to my throat.
For weeks, my stomach has been twisted in knots, trying to figure out what happened to my father, coupled with my mounting need for Cruz, and I need this. I need to hurt and feel something other than grief and regret.
Wrapping his long fingers around my neck gingerly, he presses his forehead to my back and slows his pace. “Are you sure?”
I’d always been a good girl. Always did what my parents expected of me. But something happened when my father died. All that perfection I’d strived for suddenly meant nothing because it didn’t matter how perfect I’d been. Bad things still happened to good girls.
To submit and be owned—to feel the very breath in your lungs thin, and the heightened state of euphoria as you came while the air rushed back into your lungs—it was a kind ofrelease like no other.
When we became lovers, Cruz let me explore my darker needs and it created an intimacy between us that I knew I would never share with another. It’s why I knew he was the only one who could give me what I needed now.
“Give it to me,” I choke out. “I need it.”
He tightens his hold and covers my back with his chest, wrapping his other arm around my chest. “I got you, baby.”
As he flicks his hips, my climax builds at a feverish pace, as when the breath in my lungs thins, an intense rush hits me, followed by a mind-numbing state of euphoria.
He lets go of my neck and the air rushes back into my lungs, as an earth-shattering orgasm rips through me.
“Oh God,” I cry out, while my body shakes.
“Let it out, baby,” he commands.
A tear rolls down my cheek, followed by another, and when I draw in a deep breath and give my lungs the air they need, I cry out in relief.
He pulls the vibrator out of me and tosses it down onto the bed, and when he lays down and pulls me to his chest, he presses his lips to my forehead.
