Page 38 of Tiny's Law

“Relax, babe,” he says while reaching for his jeans. After digging through the pocket, he pulls out a gold foil and flashes it at me. “Just grabbing a condom.”

“Oh, duh.”

With the speed of someone who knows what he’s doing, he sheaths himself and is crawling back up the bed.

Stopping when he’s eye-level with my pussy, I moan so fucking loud as he drags the flat of his tongue up my slit. “Eyes on me.”

My eyes snap to his, and I will myself to keep my freaking eyes open. There is absolutely no way I will survive him stopping again.

Flicking his tongue against my clit, I writhe against my sheets as he skillfully enters me with two fingers. “Oh fuck!” I shout as he crooks his fingers inside of me in that all too famous ‘come hither’ motion that has been known to detonate me way too quickly.

I scream when his lips latch onto my clit, and he sucks on it like a goddamn ring pop. He’s trying to pull my soul out of my body. He’s a soul snatcher. Fuck.

Pounding his fingers into me and flicking his tongue with absolute precision has pleasure ripping from my throat and I explode all over his chin within minutes. “Nathan!”

Stars flash behind my eyelids as my orgasm bursts through my body. That’s truly what this is– a god damn beautiful explosion. There’s nothing in this entire world that could top this feeling.

I’ve never come so hard in my life. Every single orgasm leading up to this moment has been child’s play. This is the real deal. He is the real deal.

Holy hell.

Wet kisses trail up my stomach, and hot lips press against each nipple before settling on my neck before a large wet hand wraps around my throat. “Open your eyes, baby.”

“There she is,” he croons as I pry my lids open. I swallow forcefully against his grip on my throat, causing him to squeeze.

The tip of his thick cock presses at my pussy. “Are you ready?”

Before I could protest if I wanted to, Tiny slams into me in one thrust. I scream out, earning another gentle squeeze at my throat. “Shhh,” he coos. “You’re okay, baby. You can take it.”

Fuck, it burns. I can feel myself involuntarily throbbing around him, causing him to hiss in pleasure. “That’s my good girl. Squeeze my fucking cock, baby.” I wiggle around him, slowly getting used to his size until the pleasure returns.

The bossy way he says it makes my muscles contract. His eyes roll to the back of his head, and he squeezes my neck, turning me on. “I knew you’d be fucking perfect for me. Does it still hurt?”

I shake my head no, earning a grin and a short but perfect tongue-rolling kiss.

“I’m going to fuck you now. Hold on and do not fucking come unless I tell you to.”

“Yes, sir.” I say it playfully as a joke, but by the flair in his eyes and the way he squeezes my neck, I’d say he likes the sound of it.

I can’t even catch my breath before his hips piston forward, rocking my entire world.

Needing something to ground myself to, I wrap my hands around the forearm he has wrapped around my neck and hang on.

Tiny fucks like I think he would fight. Brutally and unapologetically. Passionately and aggressively.

My body lights up with every thrust. “Do you want to come?” he snarls against the side of my cheek before licking a path from my lips to my ear.

I nod and whimper when his teeth latch onto my earlobe.

“Too fucking bad. You can’t come yet.”

I cry out as I’m on the brink of another earth-shattering orgasm, and he pulls his cock completely out of me. I whimper at the loss.

“I said you can’t come until I tell you to.”

“Ugh!” I shout in frustration as he slowly drags the tip of his cock through my folds, again avoiding my clit.

Using every bit of strength I have, I shove at his chest and use my thigh muscles to flip us. Tiny chuckles and lets me manhandle him to his back without much fight.

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