Page 90 of Hidden But Not Safe

“I love feeling my name on your lips,” Meg said, stroking his lip with her tongue as if she wanted to lick up his words. “Make me come again.” Her hips moved against his hand.

If he couldn’t get his dick inside her, he wanted his fingers to fill her up. His other hand clamped on her ass, dragging her down as he thrust his fingers inside the way he imagined his dick would have thrust.

Meg’s back straightened, and she took him even deeper. “More,” she begged, her ass vibrating against his hand. Her thighs flexed, and she lifted, taking his fingers almost out before lowering to take them deep again. “Deeper. Harder.”

They moved together, faster than before, Naz’s fingers spearing inside her. He told himself one day it’d be his dick.

One of Meg’s hands patted around the bed even as she moaned. “Fuck. I’m going to come again.”

She found the condom. To his shock, her mouth widened, and she popped it inside.

His hand stilled at the image, but Meg thrust down, another orgasm clenching around his fingers.

Meg popped off before he could fully feel it, shoving herself down the bed.

Her mouth enveloped the head of his penis, then more of him. It didn’t feel like hands on him at all. Her mouth was warm and soft. He choked on a cry. His hips thrust up, helping her lips finish rolling down the condom, his dick now fully inside her mouth.

Her hands forced his hips down, but her mouth made his ass writhe against the mattress. Her lips dragged up and off his penis, and he was painfully hard, aching to come.

“There,” she said, her lips spreading in a smirk as she scrambled back in place, her pussy pressing against his condom-wrapped dick. Her smile faded as her eyes locked onto his. “I love you,” she said.

Meg pushed down, taking him inside her.

The sensation was better than her mouth. Her pussy was hot and slick, sliding over him instead of gripping like hard fingers.

Naz’s head lulled on the pillow as his mind scrambled. He couldn’t think; he could only feel.

Meg’s body lifted before pushing back down to take him deeper. The second time was even better. “Oh, God!” Her thighs clamped around him as he thrust up inside with her next pass. “Love you. I love you.” She lost herself, moving over him fast and hard.

His dick was inside her. The piercing thought skittered in his brain while she surrounded him, keeping him hard and erect with how good it felt.

Men had mainly raped him from behind. A few had liked to curl his legs toward his chest, fucking his ass face to face, making him feel even more helpless.

He’d never been flat on his back. He’d never had the most gorgeous creature bouncing on top of him, her breasts swaying, her nipples hard, her head thrown back as she came.

The squeeze of her pussy carved him into one tightly strung, aching nerve, all centered on his dick. It was too much, but his orgasm didn’t come. A whimper escaped his mouth. His hands clamped on her hips, and he dragged her down as he thrust up, forcing himself deeper inside of her.

Saliva overflowed his mouth. The drip down his cheek toward his ear was just another sensation to add to all the others.

He kept jerking up into her, their hips moving together, her pussy continuing to flutter and squeeze.

“Please!” she was crying, guttural groans coming out as her orgasm extended, or she came again, he couldn’t be sure.

It felt good. So fucking good. His dick was surrounded in pleasure, and he waited for it to break, for his body to let go.

Meg collapsed on top of him, taking him even deeper, which made it harder to thrust. Her pussy still fluttered, extending the ache, and he squeezed his eyes shut, needing it to end, only it wasn’t ending. Another whimper slipped out.

Meg’s hair brushed along his skin, raising goose bumps as her head found its spot on his shoulder. Her finger found his lips, stroking the bottom one, sending tingles straight down to his dick, which physically couldn’t get any harder.

“I love you,” she whispered in his ear.

Naz’s hands grabbed her ass, pulling her down onto his dick as the sensation inside of him finally burst.

“Meg!” He cried her name while his body jerked and thrust and came, deep inside the woman he loved.

His mind melted.

He couldn’t catch his breath, not by breathing through his nose.

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