Page 43 of Forbidden Love


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“Ohhh, sex in the jacuzzi?”

“Maybe tomorrow. I think your pussy needs a break.”

“Oh, maybe. My ass is okay, though,” she argued. She also blushed. I admired her for having the courage to ask for what she needed, even if it embarrassed her.

My cock roared back to life.

“You want me to fuck your ass?”

“Yes, please.”

If I hadn’t been so shocked, I probably would have chuckled at her phrasing. She sounded like she was placing a fast food order, not asking me to fuck her little bottom.

***

I stroked my cock with my left hand while my right pumped four fingers into Dallas’ ass. I was so turned on that my balls hurt. Hearing her whimpers of discomfort turn into whimpers of need would live on repeat in my head. It was absolutely beautiful.

“You’re doing so good, baby, look how well you’re taking my fingers. I am so turned on, Dallas. I can’t wait to feel your little hole stretched around my dick.”

Her cunt was so wet, it was practically dripping. I could smell her arousal.

I withdrew my fingers and I slid my body behind hers.

“Are you comfortable, Little one?”

“No,” she almost sobbed.

“What’s wrong? What hurts? Baby, I’m sorry. Do you need to call red? You can always call red!” I turned her to face me, only to see her looking concerned.

She stroked my face softly. “I just meant I needed to come. I’m okay. I’m just very turned on. I’m sorry I wasn’t more clear. You’re making it hard to think.”

I frowned and sat down on the second level of the hot tub. “ You scared the shit out of me, Dallas.”

“I promise if I wasn’t comfortable inanyway, I would communicate,” she said with a confident head nod.

I kissed her mouth and then repositioned her with her knees on the built in seat and her elbows resting on the lip.

“I still think I should beat your ass,” I grumbled.

“Or, or, hear me out… you could fuck it,” she sassed.

I gripped her throat with the hand that wasn’t resting on her hip. I squeezed, not enough to completely cut off her breathing, but enough to make it difficult.

“Bitty, there are two ways I could fuck your ass. One for pleasure and one for punishment. You’re riding a very thin line right now because of that sass,” I warned.

I waited a few seconds before releasing her.

“I-I’m sorry, Daddy,” she croaked.

I reached around her and grabbed a water bottle I had left sitting on the deck. “Take a few sips, Bitty.”

She did as I asked and then handed the bottle back to me.

“Better?” I asked.

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice sounded a little less hoarse.

I set it back on the deck and lined myself back up with her body.

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