Page 53 of Tryst


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A deep laugh reverberated in his chest. “You’re eager to be fucked, aren’t you?”

“God, yes!” I grabbed his hand, pulling it into me.

He snatched it away. “Lizzie.”

Breathless, I groaned. “Please.” I ran my palms over my chest, rubbing my breasts, teasing my nipples.

Eyes locked on my frame, he rolled his tongue over his bottom lip, shoving two fingers deep into my tunnel. “Is this what you want?”

“More,” I moaned. “I need more.”

He lowered his face, kissing my mound. Fingers twisting inside me, he peered up into my eyes. “How much more can you take?”

“All,” I cried out. “I want all of you.”

“I’m not sure you can handle that.” He slipped in a third finger, quickening the pace. “You’re too fucking tight.”

“I...don’t…care. I want—” A fourth finger entered. “Oh, shit.” I felt like I was going to split open as he worked his fingers around. “Ahhh. Oh my God.” My center felt completely stretched to the max as his hand slowly entered me. “AHHH!” Drenched, my pussy was full and in pain. I shrieked again as he forced me to take his entire fist. I felt like I was going to die, but it felt amazing at the same time. It was a sensation I’d never experienced.

“Damn, I didn’t think you’d be able to handle it.” Satisfied, he lowered his head, taking one of my nipples in his mouth as he massaged my chest fervently. His other hand moved in and out as he twisted it, helping me adjust to the unfamiliar sensation.

“It hurts so bad.” Breathless, I arched my back, feeling as if my insides were going to shatter. Suddenly, I let go of all control, gushing all over his arm.

His gaze lifted to mine, scowling. “You ruined my jacket.”

“Take…it…off.”

Standing, he took my hand in his, pulling me to my feet. Without warning, he leaned over, bending me over his shoulder. Holding me tightly, he climbed the stairs. When he reached the top, he slapped my ass twice. “You need to be punished for messing up my suit.” As he marched down the hallway, he swatted my rear several more times.

He entered the master bedroom and carried me over to the bed, dropping me onto my back. Neither of us were the least bit interested in our surroundings. We were fixated on one another. He reached into his jacket pocket and dropped a plastic bottle on the bed before he took it off, tossing it onto a nearby black leather chair. His gaze narrowed on my exposed skin while he unbuttoned and removed his shirt, allowing it to crumble to the floor.

“You don’t seem so worried about your clothes anymore.”

The man was driving me insane. Unable to resist his abs, I crawled onto my knees, dragging my fingernails down his rippled stomach to the button on his pants. I stared into his eyes, unbuckling his belt before unfastening his slacks.

He ran his fingers through my hair. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

Releasing his hardened cock from his boxer briefs, I licked it. “I’ve missed having this deep inside me.” Enfolding my lips around the tip, I lowered my head, taking him as deep into my mouth as my throat would allow.

“Fucking hell, princess.” Moaning, his hand pressed my head down further. “I’ve missed your mouth wrapped around my cock.” He slid his belt off, letting it fall on the bed, then tugged his pants down further. Placing a palm on my head, he thrusted between my lips repeatedly.

Eyes watering, I tried not to gag as he fucked my throat harder than he had before. I trembled and hummed, begging for mercy. I pressed my hands to his hips, trying to stabilize myself.

He showed me no empathy. “Such a good little slut.” It only provoked him to thrust harder. His dick pulsed and jerked as he shot warm, salty liquid deep into my throat. “Swallow every drop of my cum, princess,” he growled before easing his grip.

I pushed back, disintegrating onto my back. Wiping my eyes, I panted, trying to catch my breath as he towered over the bed, watching me with a satisfied expression. Wetness seeped from the corner of my mouth. I swiped my thumb across it, then put it on my tongue, licking off any traces of him.

Bending over, he seized my hand, pulling me off the bed. Wordlessly, he spun me around, picking up his belt. He bound my wrists together, then pressed my back. I bent over, laying my cheek on the soft, charcoal, goose down comforter. “Spread.” He reached between my legs, rubbing my entrance.

Obeying, I did as he commanded, whimpering at his sensual touch.

“You are so soft and wet.” He leaned over, kissing my lower back. “I love the way you taste.” Withdrawing his finger, he lapped my juices up with his tongue. He dipped two inside this time, probing further.

My breath hitched with every plunge. The way he handled me sent shivers down my spine each time, no matter how he did it. He was perfect and knew every button to push. Removing them again, he massaged outside of my asshole. Slowly, he pushed a finger inside. I drew in a sharp breath.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

Abruptly, I heard the snap of the bottle opening. It was then I realized it was lube. He’d had that in his jacket pocket all this time.Damn.My entire body trembled. A cool liquid caused me to let out a small whimper. His fingertips circled my entrance, teasing me as he inserted his digit. Reaching underneath me, he flicked my clit with his other.

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