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“Yes Daddy!” I cried out incoherently. “YES!”
And with that, I careened over the edge. Everything this man has taught me has been incredible. Before, I’d believed in princess romances, where a knight in white armor ravaged a noble lady in a four-poster bed, lovingly escorting her to an earth-shattering release. And I had my shattering release, for sure, but this was no knight. Instead, Gray was a dirty motherfucker, an alpha male who took whatever he wanted, including forcing a virgin to do anal with no mercy.
But the thing is that I love it. I love what this man does to me, I love how he breaks every boundary, opening me to new experiences, physical and emotional. Because right now, impaled on his dick, I was lost. I only wanted more, to go where he led, to follow and let him use me, any way he wanted. Pussy or ass? Yes please. Both at the same time? Yes.
So with another scream and cry, I let go. Jolts shuddered from my behind to my nipples, electrifying them so that they stood out like bullets. My cunt creamed heavily, the juices dripping backwards to coat our bodies, and my entire form shook with desire. Literally, I bucked up and down on his dick, like a cowgirl riding a bronco, but with a very special joystick in my ass.
“Oh oh oh!” I moaned, crying out with ecstasy. Who cares who heard? If the neighbors saw me later, I was proud for them to know that I’m the girl riding Gray Channing’s dick, the one who feels that pole deep in my insides.
And the billionaire was just as unstoppable. With a roar, he pulsed again, another jet of semen going up my backside, coating me with lust. But Gray doesn’t like to waste. Because in one swift move, he pulled my ass off his dick and thrust deep in my pussy.
“FUCK!” he roared. “Fuck fuck fuck!”
Half my mind spun. Why did the alpha do that? Wasn’t my ass enough? Why the hell had he dicked deep into my vaginal chamber?
But my body ate it up because oh god, it felt so right to have a hot pole spurting in my female parts. It felt absolutely right to feel his virile juices spraying my pink channel, pussy gripping him in ecstasy as he pumped again and again.
And finally, it was over. With a few last spasms, my cunt milked him of his last drops, pulling that virile sperm deep into my body. I panted, collapsing on the bed, the big man still embedded, and he followed me down, huge and heavy on my back.
“Ummm,” I moaned, face in the coverlet. Grayson felt right on top of me, even if it was hard to breathe. I tried to get some air, but he was just too heavy and big.
“Gray,” I whispered, shifting my hips slightly, the friction from his dick in my ass making us both moan again. “Gray, can’t breathe.”
And with a deep rumble, he kissed the back of my neck before getting up, withdrawing slowly from my back end. Both of us groaned sensuously, me from the feel and him from the dirty sight. Because oh yeah, his shaft was completely wet with a mix of sperm and anal sweat. I’d done that to my man. I’d drained him of every drop, that precious cum churning in my insides.
And squeezing my pussy and ass tight, I smiled sweetly at the alpha over my shoulder.
“Daddy, I don’t want to lose an ounce,” I murmured. “I want to keep you inside me, every last bit of sperm.”
Gray’s eyes flared once more, that blue gaze blazing.
“That’s right, baby girl,” he soothed, stroking one heavy butt cheek before grabbing hold of my meaty thigh and taking a bite. “That’s good because Daddy’s sperm belongs in your ripe body.”
And I merely sighed and stretched once more, bumping my butt a little.
“Any time, Daddy,” I cooed, smiling coyly over my shoulder at him. “Any time you want baby’s butt or cunt, just let me know.”
The billionaire smiled darkly behind me.
“Oh believe me, I will, my slutty princess. Believe me, I will.”
And with that, I sighed once more, totally sated and fulfilled. Because what could be better than taking your man to ecstasy and beyond? What could be better than making a man want you so much that he spurts in both your cunt and ass? I was fully a woman now … and I belong to Grayson Channing, one hundred percent.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Gray
I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe that we’re standing in front of a furniture shop. Kitty’s my fake fiancée for crying out loud, and we’re not supposed to do real things. Sure, we can masquerade as a couple, going to the movies and shit, but we shouldn’t be doing anything permanent for fuck’s sake.
