“You’ll never be empty again, baby,” he promised. “I’ll make sure you’re never empty again. Any time your pussy needs me, I’ll be there. I’ll buy you a drawer full of toys to fuck your ass with while I fill up your cunt. And when you tire of toys, I’ll give you my cock there, too. Any time you need me.Everytime you need me.”
“Oh, God,” she panted. “Yes.”
“Come for me, my love,” he grunted, and she could tell he was close himself.
She trembled with the effort of holding herself back from the pleasure demanding release. She felt she would burst, literally come apart at the seams. He fucked her harder and dropped his free hand to strum against her clit. “I’ve got you,” he promised.
She came so hard it felt like she’d never catch her breath, she’d never stand on her own without him supporting her, she’d never stop shaking. Liam’s face was etched with strain as he worked to keep himself buried inside her, the contractions in her core so intense they threatened to push him out. Her orgasm pulled his release from him, drawing each hot jet from him deeper inside herself, wringing every last ounce from his cock as it kicked within her. And when he pulled out, their mingled pleasure dripped down her thighs.
He dropped to his knees, continuing to pump his fingers into her ass as he licked her dripping cunt, giving her no reprieve. She rocked back on her heels as his tongue flicked at her clit, which only served to press her back harder against the fingers buried in her backside. She felt the tension winding itself low in her abdomen again – or perhaps it never stopped? – and she whimpered.
“Again,” he commanded.
He fucked her without reprieve, his stubble abrading her thighs. Despite herself, she found herself rocking against his tongue, driving herself closer and closer to a second release. He sucked on her clit and she flew apart, shivering against his mouth as she chanted mindlessly, “I love you, I love you, oh fuck, I love you.”
As her orgasm abated, Liam finally rocked back on his heels, withdrawing his fingers and mouth, and running soothing hands over her hips and thighs. “Perfection,” he whispered with a satisfied smile.
Min reached for him, drawing him to his feet and kissing him lightly, licking the slick sweetness from his lips. Her hands dropped to his ass, pulling him against herself. He grunted as his semi-hard cock made contact with her skin.
“Hmm,” she hummed against his lips. “Seems someone hasn’t had enough.”
“It’s never enough,” he confessed with a chuckle.
“I know.”
She turned around, dropping her elbows to his desk and thrusting her ass into the air. She glanced over her shoulder to where Liam stood, his eyes glued to her ass and his mouth open in surprise. She bit her lip. “You promised,” she whispered.
He gripped her ass and bent over her back, leaving a trail of biting kisses along her spine. He notched his cock at her entrance and she tsked. Liam pulled away, confusion furrowing his brow.
“That’s not where I want you,” she said, lifting up on her tip toes and arching her back even further, putting her ass on display.
He exhaled sharply, as though all the air had been punched from his lungs. “You’re sure?”
She nodded. “I want to give every part of myself to you. I want...”
He nipped at her shoulder. “Tell me.”
Min took a shuddering breath. “I want you to claim me. To take everything I have.” She glanced nervously over her shoulder at him. “Is that okay?”
“Yes, contessa,” he exhaled. “It’s more than okay.”
He ran his hand over her the generous curves presented so beautifully to him, a light, reverent touch. “You are a gift,” he murmured.
“Don’t treat me like I’m fragile, Liam. Please,” she pressed her ass back into his hand, his fingers closing over the supple curve instinctively. “I want to feel unbreakable.”
“Don’t move.”
And then he was gone. But only for a moment. Min felt his hands smoothing over her ass cheeks, spreading her and squeezing her, exploring every inch of her ample behind. And then cold liquid ran down her crack, his finger swirling over her pleated rim. She pressed back against him and he chuckled.
“Let me take my time, beautiful. I want to make this good for you.”
She dropped her head on her arms and let him continue his work, the slow circles of his finger dipping in and out, the rough spreading of her cheeks. And then the sharp sting as he spanked her quickly, once on each cheek, two fingers slipping inside her tight back entrance as his palm soothed the burn.
“Touch yourself, contessa,” he commanded. “Play with your pretty clit.”
Min obeyed, her hand drifting between her legs and feathering over her clit, swollen and sensitive from her earlier orgasms. She glanced at the picture they made in the mirror, loving the way he was so focused on preparing her, his cock rigid and ready to take her again. Somehow this felt even more intimate than anything they’d done before. And she loved it.
His fingers withdrew and she felt the broad head of his cock press against her opening. Her body immediately tensed and he ran soothing hands over her hips and buttocks. “Relax, love,” he murmured, circling the head of his cock over her but not pressing in just yet. “Relax and let me in.” He pressed ever so slightly, that little bit of pressure forcing her clit harder against her hand. She gasped. “Bare down against me,” he instructed. “That’s it. You’re doing so well,” he praised. “Such a good girl to take my cock here. Such a beautiful, brave girl to take what you want.”
