Page 154 of House of Lies

He grabs my ass cheeks and forces them open, parting my pussy for even deeper penetration. His fingers strum my clit, forcing me to a breathless orgasm a moment later. He comes inside me while I’m still recovering, and his seed is still dripping out of me when he drags his throbbing cock over my asshole.

“You want more?” he murmurs as his wet cock lubricates that tight hole. “I’ll give you more.”

His finger slips inside my asshole, drawing a long groan out of my lips. My pussy clenches desperately, and I reach behind me to hold up my dress so he can use both his hands on me. He thrusts his fingers into my drenched pussy as he teases my asshole with his other hand.

My clit throbs angrily, still engorged from my climax a few moments ago. And I can feel his cock brushing against my leg as it hardens.

“Ethan, please. I need more.”

He chuckles darkly. “I thought you’d never ask.” Keeping two fingers lodged deep inside my pussy, he grabs his cock and presses it against my asshole. “It’s going to hurt like hell.”

“Yes! I want it, Ethan. I need it.”

My entire body goes rigid as he forces the first inch of his thick, hard cock into my asshole. The burn is agonizing… and fucking glorious. I moan deep in my throat, keeping my dress up with one hand as I stroke my clit with the other.

“God, yes. Deeper.”

“You’re such a greedy girl,” Ethan murmurs. He lands a painful slap on my ass, and my pussy and asshole both clench him hard. He groans, thrusting his cock another inch into my ass with enough force to make me choke on a sob.

“It hurts!” I whimper.

“Of course it does,” he says in a tight voice.

“I can’t take it,” I admit with another pathetic whimper. “Please, Ethan, I can’t?—”

“Oh, you’ll take it,” he says. “You’ll take every fucking inch of my cock in this tight little hole of yours. And if you keep blubbering like that, I’ll do it all at once.”

I press my lips tightly together, my eyes squeezed shut as I try to endure the pain. This was a mistake. I wasn’t as ready for this as I thought. What the hell was I?—

He thrusts deeper. Pain transforms into the deepest pleasure I’ve ever experienced. I’ve never felt this full, this dominated, this used.

I gasp, my fingers massaging my clit furiously as Ethan fingers me again.

“Oh, fuck!” There’s an orgasm coming, but it’s different. I feel like I’m standing on the tracks watching a train speeding toward me. “Ethan, please! I can’t?—”

“Like hell you can’t,” he says. “You’re taking every inch of my cock, Cassidy. Every. Goddamn. Inch.”

He impales my asshole with the last few inches of his cock all at once, slamming his fingers knuckle-deep inside my pussy at the same time.

Ecstasy explodes through me. He moves in and out of my asshole, his face contorted with lust, his eyes fixed on mine as if daring me.

“Ethan!” His name is a strangled curse as I come so hard I see stars. And in the second before my eyes squeeze closed and I lose all control of my body, I see his jaw set as he comes inside my asshole.

We slam against each other, the wet smack of our bodies spurring on my orgasm even more. My pussy gushes over his hand as his seed oozes from my asshole. The wet mess coats the inside of my thighs as my entire body clenches tight.

“Fuck! Oh, fuck, Ethan!”

“Cassidy.” His whisper could have been a shout. “Fuck!”

He slams into me a last time and then drags his cock out of my aching asshole. He bundles me against him, holding me tight as our breathing slows down. As we both return, reluctantly, to earth.

“What… the… fuck…” I murmur, my hands shaking as I grab my dressing gown to mop up the mess between my legs.

Ethan responds by giving me a mysterious smile in the mirror. “Did it hurt?”

“Immensely,” I manage weakly.

“It’ll be better next time.”

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