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“Yes,” I whimper as hot, pulsing pleasure rolls through every part of my body. And my sex god of a husband goes on railing me relentlessly, until I cry out his name and almost pass out with the strength of the climax he wrenches from my body.
I lay my face on the bed, panting breathlessly and craning my neck so that I can watch Liam. He pulls out of me, leaving a trail of my cum to drip down my thighs. He scoops some of it up with his pointer finger and then sucks it from his fingertip. “You taste so fucking sweet too, don’t you? Too fucking sweet to resist?” He spanks my ass again when I don’t answer. “Don’t you?”
“Yes,” I groan.
He grabs my hair at the nape of my neck, yanking me backward until my back is pressed up against his chest. I whimper as pain burns through my scalp, making more wetness slick between my thighs.
“You’re doing so well, baby. You want to be a good girl and let me fuck this juicy ass now?” He slides his wet fingers between my cheeks, pressing the tip of one inside me.
“Y-yes,” I gasp, rocking back against him.
“Yes what?” He drives his finger deeper and I melt against him. Damn, he plays my body like he can read my freaking mind.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good fucking girl,” he grunts in my ear before pushing me back down onto the bed. “But I think we need to get these panties all the way off you first, huh?” He tugs them down over my thighs. “These are fucking soaking.” He pulls them off and holds them in front of my eyes. “And this is all you. See how wet you got for me, baby?”
“Yes.” My cheeks burn with heat.
Then with a low growl, he presses them against my face. “Smell how fucking hard I make you come.”
Holy fuck!The scent of my own arousal fills my nose and I groan loudly.
“You want to taste too?” He wads them into a ball and wipes them over my lips. “Open.”
I press my lips together, wanting to see how far I can push my usually sweet, sensitive husband.
“Open. Your. Fucking. Mouth,” he growls.
The deep, commanding timbre of his voice sends pleasure and excitement skittering up my spine. A deep, aching heat rolls in my core and I open my mouth, allowing him to stuff my wet panties inside.
Then without any further warning, he pushes the tip of his thick cock into my ass. The sensation of him stretching me open with only my own cum as lube makes pleasure and a delicious burning pain snake up my spine, each sensation fighting for control of my body. And when he bites down on my neck as he pushes his cock deeper inside me, pleasure wins out and I moan, the sound muffled by the damp fabric.
He leans over me again, his chiseled chest pressed up at my back and his muscular thighs flush against mine as he pins me flat to the mattress “Jesus, fuck, your ass is tight,” he says with a grunt. “Your review is going so well, baby, I think I might just keep you.”
Yes please, Sir.
“How about you become my personal assistant, huh? My own personal fuck-toy to use whenever I feel like it.”
Holy goddamn fuckballs, who is this guy and what has he done with Liam? I nod my head, my words of agreement far too muffled by my panty gag for him to understand.
“Yeah,” he grunts, teeth trailing over my shoulder blades. “Keep you locked in this room so I can fuck you all day and all night?”
“Hmm,” I mumble before taking a deep breath through my nose as he drives into me even harder until tiny specks of light pepper my vision and molten heat sears though my body. He pulls out slowly before driving back in hard again. And he does it over and over, relentless and frustratingly steady, keeping me on the edge of complete oblivion.
I moan as loudly as the gag allows, wishing I could beg him for more—or less—or to go harder—or stop—anything other than the delicious, slow torture of the way he’s fucking me.
I try to push backwards against him, but he holds me in place with his huge, powerful frame, laughing darkly at my efforts. “Aw, you want to come again, baby?”
“Mmff.” I nod as tears roll down my cheeks.
He pulls out slowly again. “You think you passed your review?”
I nod again.
“Yeah?” He drives back inside and I almost black out with the strength of the tremors that wrack my body.
“I dunno, baby,” he whispers hoarsely. “Maybe I’ll need to go another round or two before I decide.” He licks a tear from my cheek before burying his face in the crook of my neck. Then he places his huge hands over mine, uncurling my fingers from the sheets, before he raises them above my head and pins my wrists to the bed.
