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“Will you give it a try?” he asks again, circling my clit with just the right touch. “Tell me you’ll try to be a slut for me. That’s what I need, baby. A woman who’ll do her best to give me what I need. Otherwise, there’s no point in me falling for you, and the same goes for you in return.”
His words strike me. Hard. I’m not going to make the same mistake this time as I did with Jack.
“I’ll try,” I say.
“I knew it,” he whispers. “I knew you could be the one for me.”
Fuck, how I come for him at those words. The sensations are wild as I fall onto my arched back, legs wide with Ant’s fingers curling in me.
I drop the phone, thoughts of the video lost as he kisses me like I’m the hottest girl in the world. I feel like a goddess as he slides his fingers back inside, this time nice and slow.
“From the moment I saw you, I knew you could be the woman I need,” he whispers. “I’ll make it work for you in return, baby, I promise you that. You’ll have me all in, every step of the way.”
His words sound beautiful, even though he’s talking about me being a slut for a roomful of men. I wrap my hands around his neck and stroke his hair, with a crazy glow of he could be the one.
The crazy dreamer in me might be a crazy dreamer, but right now, she doesn’t feel like one.
Ant lowers his mouth to my tit and sucks just right, swirling his tongue around my nipple, and my clit is already throbbing again, the De Chante having gone to my head enough that I feel wild and free. I don’t know what I’m saying until I say it, hitching up my legs to spread myself wide.
“I’ll be the dirtiest slut for you I can be, I promise. I’ll take it however you want.”
Is this champagne and an orgasm talking, or is it really me? I don’t know, but I want to find out. I want to be the woman he looks at with adoration as I make him proud. I don’t care if it’s proud of me for my wedding planning skills, or the way I make him laugh when we’re talking, or the way I can take it for him like a slut. A man like Ant wanting me like I’m his princess is enough that I’ll try whatever it takes.
He moves until his mouth is back on my clit, sucking, and I’m already so tender that I moan. I’m nervous he’s going to stretch me again when his fingers work inside, but he doesn’t. He slips in two and twists.
“Hands behind your head,” he tells me, and his striking green eyes are so fierce.
I do what I’m told. I raise my knees to my chest, spreading wide and trusting his confidence.
He spits on my ass and I close my eyes, already wanting to take his cock in me. The two fingers in my pussy pull out, but he doesn’t force them straight into my ass. He takes it so slowly that it’s me who’s rocking to take more.
“That’s a good slut,” he says, and swirls his tongue against my clit.
Two fingers slide all the way in my ass now, and I’m loving it, gaining confidence of my own.
“I want to be a good slut,” I whisper, loving how the words sound.
“Show me.”
I show him, hitching my legs up even higher.
“Want my cock in your asshole, slut?” he asks, and I nod. “Tell me, then. Ask for it.”
“Please fuck my ass.”
“You’ll have to do better than that,” he says. “Where’s the passion, baby?”
I can do this. I can let myself be the dirty bitch he wants me to be.
“Make me a dirty slut for you,” I whisper, and it feels so good. “Please, Ant. Fuck my dirty ass. Show me what it feels like to be a horny slut. Please.”
“That’s really good, princess,” he says softly. “Tell me again.”
“I want to be a slut,” I say, hands still behind my head. “I want you to make me one. I want you to treat me like a horny, dirty slut because I’ll like it. I want to take your cock in my ass and I want you to fuck me hard, even if it hurts. Just give it to me.”
My dreams are shifting and blending right here on the bed. My ideal of a fairy tale prince is changing, but that’s ok. Right now, begging him for his cock in my ass, I feel like the most beautiful girl in the world.
I moan as he positions himself.
“I’ll make it wet for you, first,” he says.
I cry out as he slams his cock all the way in my pussy, working his hips.
