“One day, I’m going to fuck you in your pussy while I use a toy on your pretty asshole at the same time.” He pushes a finger into my ass and pumps it in and out.
Everything in me tingles as he plays with the most intimate part of my body, unable to deny how good this feels.
My moans grow louder and louder until I’m moving my hips to meet his fingers. He has me right on the edge of bliss.
“Such a good fucking girl.” Xander pulls his fingers from my ass and leans down so his mouth is hovering right over my ear. “Mygood girl.”
The head of his cock nudges against my asshole and slowly pushes in. I instantly tense, but he circles my clit a few times, and I’m brought right back to the edge, practically begging for more.
Inch by beautiful thick inch, he eases into me until his hips are flush with my ass.
“Jesus Christ,” he murmurs. “You’re going to be the death of me, sunshine. But I’ll still be fucking this pretty ass, even in the afterlife.”
Slowly, he thrusts gently, shallow, then another deeper one, over and over, playing with my clit at the same time.
Everything around me goes blurry, and when the first wave of ecstasy rips through me suddenly, I scream and buck my hips, crying out for him.
His thrusts become harder, faster, almost painful, but I don’t want him to stop. I want this. Ineedit.
“Fuuuuuck,” he groans as his cock starts to pulse inside my ass.
I moan softly, my face buried in the blankets, sweat coating my body as my aftershocks rock through me, becoming less intense each time until I can barely keep my eyes open, and the only thing holding me up is Xander.
“Shh. I got you, baby girl.” Keeping his big hands wrapped around my hips, he slowly pulls his cock from me. “Let me help you to the bathroom.”
Right. He just came inside my ass.
Heat spreads over my cheeks. Oh my God. He knows I have to let it out of my ass.
With his cock still bobbing like a proud flagpole, Xander stands and reaches for me, taking my hand like the gentleman he is. As he leads me into my small bathroom, he reaches out and flicks on the light.
I turn around to close the door, but his entire body fills the frame as he rests his shoulder against one side. The man looks like a freaking statue, except he’s covered in tattoos and has a much bigger dick than any statue I’ve ever seen.
“Excuse me,” I say, blinking up at him expectantly.
I need him to get the hell out of here so I can use the toilet and also grab a towel to cover up with because I definitely don’t look as good as he does without clothes.
“Go ahead, baby. You don’t need to be shy. It’s my come in your ass. Let me watch.”
My mouth actually drops open because what the hell is he smoking?
“Xander! Get out. I need some privacy.”
He folds his arms over his chest. “Baby, you’re going to learn that I don’t like privacy between us.”
Narrowing my gaze at him, I huff. “I kind of noticed. I am not using the toilet in front of you, though. That’s a limit.”
I think.
God, it would be so humiliating, yet for some reason, I’m intrigued. Seriously, what the hell is wrong with me?
Xander’s jaw flexes as he stares at me, his dick still hard. Him being hot doesn’t help matters.
“This time,” he finally says. “But we’re going to discuss your limits.”
I roll my eyes as he takes a step back and lets me close the door on him, laughing as I do.
This man is completely and utterly unhinged.
