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His fingers move faster, and I’m so close I feel like I’m going to shatter into a million pieces.
“Good girl,” he whispers, “I want you to come for me, and then I’m going to fuck you until you come apart in my arms.”
I dig my nails into his thick arms as the orgasm crashes over me. I’m still shaking when he pulls his fingers out of me. I watch his every movement as he undoes his jeans and releases his erection.
Holy fucking shitballs! He’s huge. Like, so fucking long it seems to never end. It must be like trying to walk around with a telegraph pole stuffed down his trousers at all times. And don’t even get me started on how it looks standing to attention. It surpasses his bellybutton.
If all the blood wasn’t already in my pussy, it is now at the sight of him stroking himself.
Several piercings on the underside glint in the light, and I’m reminded of my painting from earlier, the banana-dick. My jaw drops. He grins at me.
“How many are there?” I ask.
“Ten. A nice even number, don’t you think?”
I gulp as he carefully rolls the condom down his never ending erection. I want this. I want him so much it hurts. But that is going to rearrange internal organs.
“Fuck me,” I gasp.
He smirks. “Aren’t you the demanding little pet?”
That’s not what I meant, but yeah. I nod. “Please.”
He presses his lips to mine. “You’re so fucking sexy. I can’t wait to fill you up.”
I gasp as he slides into me in one movement. I’m so wet for him that he slides inside me with ease, but I’m not used to that kind of length. And the piercings – oh fuck.
There isn’t a vocabulary on this planet that can describe the feeling of those ten delicious bars and twenty heavenly balls. I’ve never felt this full before.
I’ve never felt this alive.
Not even when killing.
He starts to move, and I’m already on the edge again. His thrusts are slow, but he pushes harder and harder into me until I’m crying out. He brings his hand to my clit and gently strokes me. I’m aching to come again, greedy as I am, and I’m desperate to get there.
“Beg me, beautiful.”
“Please, Donnelly.”
He speeds up his movements, and I dig my nails into his back as he presses down on my clit in a hard pinch. He hits my sweet spot, and I scream.
“Sir! Fuck! Donnelly. My god.” The words fall out of my mouth in a garbled mess as I thrust my hips against him to prolong the orgasm.
He laughs against my neck. “Still with me?”
“Yes!” I cry out, still balanced on the edge of something monumental.
He goes back to moving slowly inside me, still thrusting deep into me until I’m screaming for more.
“Please, Sir.”
He pushes into me, and I force my eyes open to watch his face. He’s watching me, and the desire in his eyes is unmistakable.
I’m addicted, and I need more of him.
“Look at me, little pet,” he whispers, “I want to see you come for me.”
I moan as his thrusts pick up speed, and I know that this is it. The last time. I don’t have anything left in me to give now.
