AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“You need men who know how to use their cocks, baby. Gerwyn wouldn’t even know where to begin.”
I’m not so sure about that after seeing the vampire and witch picture and hearing Gerwyn talk so casually about anal, but I don’t tell Ant that, just keep kissing him as he squeezes my tits.
“You like it rough, don’t you, sweetheart?” he whispers, and my body responds. I offer myself up for some more. “That’s a good girl. Now get the fuck down on the bed and show me how wet your cunt is. You’d better be excited, since I’ve just travelled home like a fucking maniac to be with you.”
I am excited. I drop my skirt and do as I’m told, getting out of my panties and unclipping my bra.
“Keep your jewellery on,” he says, and I do. Well aware that I’m sparkling in jewels as I climb onto the bed for him, legs spread open wide. I work my clit, moaning as he climbs next to me.
I’m wet enough that he slides three fingers in, and he twists them until I hitch to take them deeper.
“Such a horny slut,” he whispers. “Good job I’ve got a load of cock lined up to take advantage of you, isn’t it? Your pretty wet cunt is gagging for it.”
“When are they coming?” I ask with a rush of panic, because I shouldn’t want this. Not after Lee. I need to be more responsible, more sensible, more considerate… plus, I have a wedding to attend on Sunday and a huge load of appointments lined up from Monday, but Ant is too good to resist. He twists his fingers again until I moan.
“Whenever I want them to. I’m here for a whole week, baby. You’ll have plenty of time to open wide and take whoever’s cock I put in front of you.” His smirk is so dirty as he laughs. “Or behind you. I promise you, it’ll be more than your cunt that takes a pounding. You’ll be aching like a good little bitch by the time Gerwyn comes home again. There’s no way he’ll be giving you the dance lift next time he’s over here. You’ll be too busy dripping cum from every slutty fucking hole.”
His words are filthy, and for a flash I get the horrible image of Lee’s face back in my mind. It makes me feel sick, but Ant’s fingers keep on twisting, keep on working, keep on playing, and I can’t fight it. He tells me to leave my clit alone and circles it himself to the perfect rhythm until I’m the usual panting mess he makes of me.
Then he asks me his usual question.
“Which hole do you want my cock in, princess?”
I give him my usual answer, squirming to reach my climax.
“You choose.”
Cass
Ant’s already up and making breakfast when I join him in the kitchen. He fucked my ass for hours last night, with his cock as well as toys, and it still hurts. I give an oww as I lower myself onto the stool, and he smirks at me.
“Sore, baby?”
I nod with a smile. “Yeah, I’m sore.”
“Good. That’s just the way it should be.”
He puts a bowl of muesli and berries in front of me, and I ask for some sugar but he shakes his head.
“Nah, you don’t need that. Trust me, the berries will taste better without it.”
I take his word, as usual, and it tastes nice, sure. Just not as nice as caramel cream cupcakes, and the stupid thought makes me laugh.
“What?” he asks with a raised eyebrow.
I could let him in on it, but I don’t, so I shrug. “Just thinking about how I could have crashed my head into the TV last night.”
“Thinking about dancing with Gerwyn, you mean?”
“Yes, it was so funny.” I look around the kitchen. “Did he go to London?”
Ant nods as he joins me, sitting next to me with a bowl of his own. “Yeah. He was gone when I got up this morning. No doubt off on his mission to save the world.”
“When will he be back?”
“When I arrange for him to come back. I’m his boss, after all. I’m the one who controls his schedule.” He gives me a beautiful smile after the coldness of his words. “I don’t want him back here for a little while. I’ve been far too desperate to see you. Being away from you is horrible.”
“Ditto,” I reply, and reach up to brush my thumb across his cheek, well back into the groove of his addictive personality.
“I have plans for us this weekend,” he tells me, and I get a shiver, well aware of how sore my ass is already, but that’s not what he’s talking about. “You can think dancing at a holiday park is romance all you like, but I’ll show you true romance. There are much more fitting movies to play games with. We’re going to Birmingham.”
