Page 123 of Sweet Animosity

I raised my hand with my palm open. “Were you about to lie to me?”

With an angry huff, she snapped her mouth shut.

“That’s what I thought.”

Reaching over her, I pumped a generous amount of aloe lotion into my hand before running it over my cock.

She shifted to stare at me over her shoulder. “What are you—oh, hell no!”

Again, she tried to rise.

Stepping closer until my thighs touched the back of hers, I once again placed a restraining hand on her back. “Oh, hell yes.”

“Varlaam, don’t you dare try to fuck my ass! I’m warning you.”

I pressed the head of my cock between her ass cheeks. “Are you a virgin back here?”

She didn’t answer.

With my palm still covered in lotion, it made a pleasing splat noise when I spanked her ass. “Answer me.”

Her hands curled into fists. “Yes,” she growled through clenched teeth.

“Perfect. Glad I waited until our wedding day.”

The head of my cock pushed against her tight rosebud. With a shift of my hips, I pushed until the head popped inside her body. I loved how the skin around her hole smoothed and whitened from the pressure of my shaft.

It was taking all my restraint not to just plow deep into her impossibly tight hole. I knew she could take it and thrilled at being treated roughly during sex, but I still wanted to be a gentleman about it. At least for once…

“It’s not our wedding day,” she fired back defiantly.

Dilemma solved.

I thrust forward.

As her sweet body clenched around me, Vivian cried out. “Ow!” She stretched her arms behind her and beat my thighs with her fists. “Take it out! Take it out!”

My hands wrapped around her hips to hold her steady as I pulled back until the pressure of her outer ring clutched around my head. Then I thrust in again. And again.

Each time opening her body to the domination of my cock.

Fuck, it felt good to be the man to take her anal virginity. I wanted to howl with primal pride.

“Where’s my cock, baby?”

“Fuck you.”

I thrust harder. “What was that?”

“Oh, God! Fine. It’s in my ass,” she whimpered.

“Where?”

She rose onto her forearms and glowered at me in the mirror. “In my ass, you bastard.”

I gripped her hip and drove my cock deeper inside of her. “You have such a cute way of saying… husband.”

Her body was so responsive to having my cock inside her pussy, I knew her ass would be the same. I just needed to get the right amount of pressure and rhythm. Just in case, I leaned over her and shifted my hand between her legs.

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