Page 173 of Only With You

“Yes,” I croak, tilting my head from side to side as the sparks of pleasure set off inside of me.

When he draws his finger out of me, I shiver, but I tense again when he replaces it with the large, imposing tip of his dick.

“Relax, Love. I promise you’ll love it.” He squeezes my hip tenderly.

Again, I relax and turn on the second motor of the strap-on to activate the egg. It twirls against my clit slowly and teasingly, alleviating all of the tension in my body. I’m so focused on it, I brazenly roll my hips against the pillow to add more pressure, but Landon forces me to stop as he pushes the tip in deeper.

My asshole clenches at the intrusion and it forces him out, but he doesn’t relent. Steadily, he pushes himself in, and when his crown is finally inside of me, I still completely.

He’s so huge, I struggle to gasp for a breath of air. It’s overwhelming as it feels intense, even the toy inside of me can’t help mask pain.

“Holy shit,” I groan into the mattress, my saliva soaking the duvet.

“Jesus fuck,” he says through clenched teeth, his fingers digging into my hip. “You feel so goddamn good. So fucking…tight…”

The sound of his voice grounds me, and before I know it, I’m relaxing again as he’s pulling out. I blink at the emptiness, and when he drags his tip around my anus, he inserts himself. The pressure returns, and again I feel the need to push him out, but it doesn’t feel as painful as before.

“Look at you taking my cock.” He thrusts a little deeper then pulls out again. I whimper at his words, the emptiness I feel, and how desperately I want him inside of me. But I don’t miss it long before he’s inserting himself inside of me again. I tremble, mewling at how much deeper he goes. “You’re so easy, aren’t you? Letting me fuck you however I want. Just look at you letting me use your cunt and arsehole.”

I clench around him and the silicone. I’m incredibly turned on, burning up at his words and how right he is. Because I’ll easily let him defile my body however he likes and he knows it, too.

My shaky fingers move to the button and I push it, bringing the entire penis to life. Instead of it vibrating at the tip, it jerks inside of me, moving up and down.

“Yes, I’m easy for you.” I sputter out a cry, my body shaking at how it moves inside of me, and how he thrusts himself deeper and then completely removes himself again.

He huskily moans and I’m sure he curses under his breath, but my heart is fervently pumping, loud in my ears. I’m trying to focus on everything that’s happening, but I’m physically trembling from the pressure and the euphoric pleasure overriding my body. It’s too much. I can’t think.

“Lan-Landon, I-I’m going to…ahhhh!” I dig my face into the mattress as a scream wrenches from the back of my throat. I come again, and this time it feels different from the last. I genuinely feel my soul detach itself from my body and oxygen becomes nonexistent.

I think I’m also crying, but I’m too far gone to know if I am, and when I feel him enter me again, I lose all sense of reality. My asshole doesn’t fight against him. It easily allows him in until he’s completely penetrated me. And I hear the faint smack of his balls against my skin.

My knuckles pop and a deep groan, loud and gruff, rumbles from the back of his throat.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he hisses, fingers aggressively sinking into my skin, the other taking a fistful of my hair. “I swear, you drive me insane.” He pulls my hair back, lifting my face and chest off of the mattress, and makes me look at him. “I need you to watch me fuck you. I need you to see how no one will ever make you feel as good as I do. No-fucking-body, Julianna.”

I want to say something, but I’m so full, I don’t think I can manage to generate a single word. I feel too much—the weird angle my neck is in just so I can look at him, the shocks of pain on my scalp from how hard he’s tugging on my hair, my asshole throbbing around him, my pussy pulsing around the penis, and my clit spasming as the egg twirls around it.

“More, please give me more.” I flick my eyes to the remote and his gaze follows. I turn all three motor functions on and push my ass to him.

I gasp, my eyes rolling back at how overly stimulated I am, but it turns tenfold as he thrusts in and out of me. Slowly, he starts and then his pace quickens. He fucks me relentlessly. His skin slaps mine, and a sheen of sweat covers his face and torso, and mussed hair falls over his forehead.

It’s brutal and animalistic how he goes in and out of me. I try to cling to the bed, gripping the duvet, but my fingers are weak from the way my hands shake.

He’s groaning and moaning, eyes on my ass as it bounces and mine to where we’re connected. Or at least I’m trying, because I’m also doing my best to muffle my screams because I live in an apartment complex, and these walls aren’t the thickest. But it seems like Landon isn’t having it and knows what I’m doing. He pulls me up until I’m almost in a sitting position and wraps his hand around my throat.

I pant as the strap-on moves inside of me, hitting a different angle and stretching me in a way I’ve never been before.Oh my God, I’m so full, holy shit, holy shit, fuck!

“Ashamed that everyone will know how you like to get fucked? Both holes filled like a filthy little whore. Just look at you, easily taking my cock, just feel how deep it’s inside of you,” he roughly says close to my ear, hand squeezing my throat. “Let them know how easy and desperate you are for me. Let them hear you.”

The deep demand in his voice doesn’t allow me to hold back and I do what he says. I cry out, moaning his name for more, and then I feel it, the pressure in my stomach. The urge to let myself release, but I know what’s going to happen if I do, and the thought of it embarrasses me.

I do my best to focus on him, how he takes my ass, the slap of his balls against me, how he squeezes my throat, his hot breath fanning my back, but that only heightens the need to let go.

I don’t know how he does it, how he knows that I’m holding back, because he removes the silicone penis, tosses it somewhere, and pinches and rolls my clit between his fingers hard.

“Don’t fucking hold back. Come,” he firmly orders and like a snap of a finger, I do.

My entire body becomes numb, and it spasms, pulses, and burns, and a harsh cry leaves me as I come. I don’t only come, but I squirt. It streams fast out of me. I don’t have time to feel embarrassed because my mind is in oblivion.

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