Page 110 of Root

“I’ll fuck you into submission, seduce you. Now, talk to me. Why are you sneaking about the mansion? What do you want?”

“To find out about you.”

He goes down in front of me, pulling the lips of my pussy apart and then he tongues me, and I groan low. It’s so good, he’s just lapping at me, not trying to make me come, not even trying to seduce me.

He doesn’t have to.

His tongue’s working the devil’s magic, anyway.

Rush pushes two fingers in me, curling them to rub my G-spot and I shudder, knees almost giving way. He lifts his mouth, looks at me. “Who for?”

“M-me.”

But he stops altogether and rises, going to the storage box and pulling out a package. He opens it, pulling the plastic off and my eyes widen.

“You…”

It’s a hammer. A small hammer, sleek, covered in silicon except for the head and claw, it’s one of those small pieces to add to an emergency toolbox…or a killer’s dream kit essentials. Or a pervert’s.

He holds it up. It’s maybe as long as his cock. I try to speak again.

“You…”

“What about me?” he asks as he turns me and pushes me stomach-first over the saddle of the motorbike.

He runs the hammer down my bare back.

“Tell me again.”

“Th-That I wanted to know about you?” I’m having trouble keeping my thoughts straight, all the lies, because everything in me beats with anticipation. My pussy throbs with what he might do.

“No, the trouble your brother got in.” What did I say to him? Oh, fuck, he’s playing with my pussy and my asshole. I try and drag my thoughts back. Did I say Jack got into trouble or I got him in trouble?

“Tell me.”

He starts finger fucking me, and I almost lose even those thoughts. I gasp as he manages to hit all the right places, making me tremble on the brink.

“H-He got into trouble with a gang, but he wants to be there. But because of that, I hear things. And that’s how I know about—”

I stop as he pulls his fingers free and runs the silicone over my ass, then pushes my feet apart, the leggings at my ankles pulling tight.

“About what?” he asks, starting working to work the hammer into me, handle first.

I moan. “What are you doing?”

“Fucking you with a makeshift dildo.”

Even though I know, I ask. “The hammer?”

“It’s new. Hasn’t ever been taken out of the package.” Then he sticks a finger in my ass and I almost explode. “Now finish your sentence, what trouble?”

I can barely think, especially when he presses into my ass with his cock, relentless until he’s balls deep.

I talk a good game, but I’ve never been double penetrated. Not like this. And a cock in my pussy and one in my mouth doesn’t count.

This is different.

It’s sweet in the weirdest way, and it’s so lewd. He’s fucking me with his tool and an actual one. He starts to work himself and it in and out at a slow, deep pace that has me moaning, reeling from a full-on assault of feelings and sensations, and I come. Pleasure swells and bursts everywhere.

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