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I mean, I knew the specifics.

Stick the pointy end in the hole, but holy fuck.

There was no fucking way it would fit.

Like ever!

“If you think you are sticking that thing inside me, think again.”

He chuckled, a rich, deep sound as he removed my hand, taking a firm grip of his cock as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit, lubricating it. He placed the head at my entrance, then started pushing steadily, staring into my wide eyes.

I should have been frightened, but my whole body yearned and ached, an emptiness in my abdomen that I was becoming more certain that only his hard cock could fill. I could feel the stiffness of him pressing, pushing, ever so slowly sliding within me as I reached for an anchor for my spinning senses in his eyes. Then he descended, plunging his tongue into my mouth at the same instant he ripped through my barrier, sheathing himself entirely within me.

I screamed as his mouth covered my cries, his body stilling, giving me time to adjust. When he lifted his head, he grinned wickedly at me. “You’re mine.”

I was beyond words.

My eyes glazed closed as I whimpered in sensual overload. I shuddered and convulsed, my body already orgasming again, this time around his thick cock as he growled and began moving inside me, each stroke eliciting a wild gasp from my swollen mouth.

Before I knew it, he was plunging his full length into me, rearing back before each stroke. My only thought, need, was for him to go harder, deeper. I needed more. Without breaking the rhythm, he gathered up my sprawled legs and wrapped them around his waist. When I realized what he was doing, I helped, pressing my heels into his back, spreading myself wider so he could go even deeper. My mind was a haze of physical pleasure. I had no idea that anything could feel so unbelievably good. Every inch of my body tingled, throbbed, cried out for more of him and his knowing, forceful touch. Even as my body opened for him, welcomed his thrusts, I wanted more. I wanted him holding me, surrounding me, filling me.

Why did I not do this shit sooner?

He was completely out of control now, as he pounded into me, my hips rising eagerly to grind against him. He dragged his lips from my nipple and kissed his way up my neck. Little nibbles timed to his wild thrusts. I arched my neck and moaned again, tightening my pussy around him. He kissed me again, plunging his tongue into my welcoming warmth just as his body stiffened above mine and I cried out again as my body came alive once more. I felt his body jerk against mine a few times before he finally stilled completely, resting his body over mine. Not suffocating me, but cocooning me in his embrace.

I lay sprawled, stunned, under his weight, still impaled on his hard, pulsing cock. He turned my world upside down. I could barely form a coherent thought as the desire still raced through me.

Still, I nuzzled his ear and whispered, “King?”

“Yes?”

“I want more.”

Chapter Twelve

King

I created a monster.

Only, I was beginning to think that this monster refused to be tamed. Bailey came alive under me as I showed her what she was missing, what I could give her. She was responsive, entertaining and fuck me, did she have a body made for sin and sex. The second I sank into her tight fucking cunt, I saw stars. I’ve been with plenty of women over the years, but none of them ever tried to break my dick.

The moment I claimed her, my woman came alive. Like some wild animal, Bailey was now hungry and thirsty for more, and my poor dick needed traction. I spent most of the night fucking my woman all over her apartment, in all kinds of positions, from the bed to the floor, to up against the wall. We even took a break and went downstairs to her shop to shower, where I proceeded to show her how much fun sharing could be. But fuck me. When she tackled my ass on the back staircase and rode my dick as if I was a fucking bull at the rodeo, I knew I was in trouble. The only thing she didn’t do was yell Yeehaw!

Now, I was hiding in my office at the clubhouse. I didn’t give two fucks if that made me a pussy. My dick needed a rest. When I woke this morning, it was to find Bailey’s lips around my dick as she sucked me like a vacuum, hard and fast. The second she had my dick’s attention, she jumped on him and rode herself into a fast orgasm, taking me along for the ride.

No breakfast.

No coffee.

There was no good morning, just a quick fuck. Not even a thank you. For the first time in my life, I felt used.

A knock at my door had my head popping up fast as my dick cowered behind my balls, seeking sanctuary.

“Yeah?”

“Hey King,” Priest said, popping his head in. Sighing, I waved him forward. “Damn dude. You look rode hard and put up wet. What the fuck happened to you?”

Looking around him towards the rec room, I asked, “Where is Bailey?”

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