Page 8 of Spy Book Boyfriend

As I spread my butt for him, I felt his breath blowing on my lady lips. The sensation drove me wild. Then he shoved his face into my backside, not caring one iota if I was ready. That man ate me from the rooter to the tooter. I couldn’t be still. It was so necessary to push myself back into his face.

Cruise licked my forbidden hole and then made his way to my weeping slit. It was glorious being eaten from the back. I have always preferred it this way. It was so raw and nasty having my ass in his face, while he lapped at my honey like a cat eating cream.

When he inserted two thick fingers, I lost my mind. No longer able to hold back, I began pumping my ass back and forth as if he was fucking me with his penis.

“Oh fuck, Cruise! That’s it right there. I’m about to come, baby.”

And boy did I! The explosion that took place from my body was so strong that I collapsed onto the back of the chair. My god! I had no idea I could even squirt. The feeling was amazing, but it took a lot of my energy.

“Yes, baby! Come for me. I love it.”

He lifted me from the chair and placed me on the bed. Cruise stood there looking down at me like he was mesmerized.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Aja. I can’t wait to brand you as mine.”

Damn, why did I want that? I had to stop myself from begging him to brand my ass. All I wanted was to see that big dick that he had promised me earlier. The man was still fully clothed, and it was so fucking sexy watching the need in his eyes.

When he finally started to disrobe, my breath caught in my chest. Lawdamercy, Cruise was gorgeous. His shirt was discarded onto the floor and all I could do was drool at the eight pack. Jesus, take the wheel!

“If you don’t stop looking at me like that, I’m going to explode right here in my pants. You’re so fucking hot, baby!”

“Man, if you don’t hurry up and give me a look at Big Daddy, I am going to go crazy. Now, whip him out and let me see.”

He chuckled before unzipping his pants. The infuriating man took his sweet time removing his pants but leaving his boxer briefs. My head was going to pop off if he didn’t hurry up. All this teasing was cute, but I needed to get fucked, already.

“Cruise!”

I whined, causing him to laugh even more. Then he gripped the waistband of his underwear and started dragging them down his sexy man trail. When Big Daddy finally made his appearance, I started choking on my own saliva. My God! Where did he think, he was going to put that thing? It wasn’t only long but had major girth. The thing could have been used as a mold for a giant dildo. Women around the world could hurt themselves on a silicone version. And here I was, about to test drive the real thing. I might need to say a prayer first.

“Now that’s a piece of steel!” I cooed as he grinned down at me.

“I’m sorry, Aja, but I can’t be gentle. That body of yours has me feral.”

I watched him take his massive cock in his hand as he approached the bed. I leaned back on my elbows and spread my legs even wider to accommodate him. Cruise lifted my legs and bent them to my chest. After rolling on a condom, he rubbed the head of his cock between my folds. When he discovered just how wet I was for him, he almost lost his mind.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so wet for me. I need to have you now. Are you ready?”

I nodded my head, unable to take my eyes off him.

“I need your words, Aja! Answer me, now!”

I could hear the desperation in his voice. Any other time, I would have joked with him, but that would not be a good thing right now. I had the feeling he would die if I didn’t comply. For that matter, I was just as desperate to feel him inside me.

“God, yes! Fuck me, Cruise.”

The man wasted no time thrusting inside me. He didn’t wait for me to get used to the intrusion. He simply started fucking me like a man on a mission. Earlier, I had been torn between fucking him or completing my real mission. There was no question now. I wanted to fuck this man for the rest of my life. If that meant he would hate me afterward, I would just have to find a way to make it up to him.

Cruise was the master of my body in three strokes. I was moaning and trying my best not to scream as he thrust in and out of my body. Was this man the author of the Karma Sutra? He had me tangled up in some position that allowed him to hit my spot each time he entered me. His stroke game was amazing. He knew just the right rhythm that my body needed.

After about a minute, I was singing his praises and calling my savior at the same time. My juices sprayed out of my body like a geyser and there was no stopping them. Once he made it happen, it just kept happening. I thought the man had broken me and I was here for it. He felt so good!

“Aja, I love how your sweet little pussy keeps spraying me with your come. Fuck, baby, I could fuck this tight hole of yours forever.”

He slowed his stroke and then I felt him playing with my forbidden hole. Nobody had ever been inside me there. Men had tried and failed, but for some reason, I wanted Cruise to be my first. He slowly inserted one finger in my ass while he continued fucking my pussy with that massive beast he called a cock. It felt so good, and I was so damned turned on that I would let him do anything he wanted.

“Has anyone ever fucked you here, pretty girl?”

“No.”

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