Page 73 of Guarded By the Phantom

I handled him gently, not sure how sensitive his cock was. Wrapping my fingers loosely around it, I tipped him slowly up to have a look at the underside. There was a row of seven piercings, each a small loop topped with a gleaming steel orb.

I ran my fingers along his shaft, feeling the knobs on top and the piercings on the underside. They were symmetrical. Seven on each side.

“Yeah,” he said, his voice dropping into a deep growl. I looked up, and he nodded. “You see, the knobs only feel good when they tease your front side, so any position that allows that is amazing. But I love doggy style the best, so I got the piercings. Now it feels great in every position. Do you like it?”

I swallowed, my throat dry. It was so heavy and bulky in my hand. I fully understood that banana comparison now. Eventhough it prepared me somewhat for the size, it still didn’t fully give it justice.

“You’re big,” I said, looking up in apprehension.

“Yeah, baby. And you’ll be my good girl and take every inch, will you?”

My breath shuddered out of me when I looked at it again, slowly running my fingers up. They met around the narrower parts of him, but as soon as I slid my hand up a knob, I had to part them. He was so girthy.

“I mean…” I looked up again, licking my lips. “I’ll do my best.”

He laughed darkly, cupping the side of my head until his fingers tangled in my hair.

“No, love. You won’t do anything but lie there and take it. I’ll do the rest, and you’ll be good and let me stuff you full, hm?”

My hips rolled instinctively, and he nodded with a dark laugh. “That’s right. My filthy little doll. Lie down.”

“Oh.” I shuffled back but didn’t do as he said. “But you said you preferred, ugh…”

“Doggy style,” he said, climbing on the bed with me. The mattress dipped under his heavy weight, and I shivered. “But you know what I want even more? To see my girl’s face when I bottom out inside her. Lie down.”

I did as he said, biting the inside of my cheek when he didn’t move, simply looking at me for a long moment. I squirmed, wondering what else I was supposed to do, when he jolted into action, crawling on top of me as his expression tightened.

“I can barely handle how beautiful you are,” he murmured, teasing a strap of my negligee down my shoulder. “I’m afraid you’ll disappear if I close my eyes.”

I cried out when he dipped his head suddenly, enveloping my nipple in his hot mouth. He sucked viciously through the satin, and I writhed, my hips bucking from the burst of need.

When he pulled back, looking down at the wet patch he made, I shivered as the fabric cooled fast. He groaned and pulled my negligee down my body, taking the thong with it until I was completely naked. He pressed the fabric to his nose hole and breathed in deeply with a grunt of pleasure.

“I’m keeping this,” he rumbled, throwing my lingerie on the floor where his clothes lay. “I’ll get you a new one.”

“Okay,” I whispered, reaching up to touch his head.

As fast as a snake, he gripped my wrists and forced them down onto my bed. “No. I’ll explode if you do any more. Just you being here scrambles my brain. Be still. Good doll.”

I watched, breathing fast, as he settled himself between my parted legs, pushing them wider apart to fit his muscular frame. His face was tight, the glow in his eyes almost extinguished. I didn’t move, keeping my hands above my head as he slowly nuzzled down my face and neck, inhaling deeply. When his tongue rolled out to lick me in long, careful swipes, I shivered but stayed put.

“Good,” he murmured, nuzzling down my stomach. “You smell so nice. And here.”

He slid down my body and buried his face between my legs, inhaling deeply. I cried out softly, my legs trying to close from embarrassment. He gripped my thighs and pushed them up until my knees were bent and open, and he took another long sniff.

“I love how you smell,” he said, then licked my entrance and clit once before sliding back up my body. “And how you taste. I love everything about you.”

My lips parted in awe. I’d said those things to him, except, I saidlike.He saidlove.Was it just an expression or did he mean it?

He didn’t give me time to think about it. His cock pressed to my core, and he rolled his hips slowly, sliding it between my legs.Each piercing snagged on my clit as he went, making me jolt. He did it a few more times, both of us so wet, the friction caused lurid sounds. I breathed faster and faster, watching his face as he stared down at me.

“So beautiful.”

He pulled back, reaching down to grab his cock. He looked down at it, and I followed his line of sight. His arm bracing on the mattress shook slightly as he released a long breath and pressed against my opening. So slowly, he pushed forward, and after an agonizing moment of anticipation, he slid inside me.

“Oh. Oh, fuck,” I gasped, gripping the pillow behind me.

It didn’t hurt as such, but the stretch was uncomfortable, my body straining to adjust. He stopped, looking at me while I breathed fast, shaking. Maybe a fraction of him was inside me, and it already felt like too much.

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