Page 58 of Sugar Baby Mine

But I can read between the lines; he’s checking in again.

“Your fingers are much bigger than mine.”

He pauses mid-thrust, and I have to bite down on my cheek to stop myself from babbling out something horrifyinglyembarrassing.

“Ilikeit,” I breathe. “I want you to fuck my ass with your fingers and my pussy with your cock.”

He lets loose a breath as he leans over my back, the warm air brushing over the dip in my spine. I can feel the ghost of his lips as they trail upward as he strokes his fingers inside of me.

“You want me to own every one of your tight, little holes, baby? I’m more than happy to oblige. If only I had something to shove between those pretty lips.”

My skin erupts into goosebumps, my stomach flipping. I stretch my knees a little wider, and when the fabric of my panties bites harder into my skin, I nearly tell him he can put those in my mouth.

I’ll save that for next time.

“Don’t make me ask again, Ben.Fuck.Me.”

“See, there’s my little fuckin’ brat—” He licks up the center of my spine and strokes his fingers into me with a hard thrust that takes my breath away. “Haven’t been able to fuck the sass out of you yet, but I’ll get there.”

If I don’t kill him first, maybe.

“You’d have to fuck me stupid for that to happen.”

He leans back and rocks his hips into me as he withdraws his fingers from my ass, his cock grinding into the spot where his handprint still feels like a fresh tattoo. God, he needs to get rid of his fucking pants before Iloseit.

“You’re not the only one who’s competitive.”

I roll my eyes, glad he can’t see how far back they go or else he might spank me again.

Though let’s be honest, I wouldn’t exactly mind it.

But more than anything, I want him to let me come.Fuck,if he spanked me across my clit right now, it’d probably be enough to set me off.

The plea that’s bubbling up my throat, as much as my pridewants to swallow it down, doesn’t make it past the buzzing of my lips before I hear the blessed sound of the zipper on his jeans.

Ben grabs at my hips just beneath where I’m holding myself wide open for him. He jerks me back against the cradle of his hips where he’s tugged his pants down; his cock is hot and heavy. He slides between the slick skin of my ass cheeks, over my pussy, and I push back against him as hard as I can.

He tuts. “So impatient.”

“I’m impatient because you’re edging me,” I pant out as he lets his cock rub over my clit.

“Say that again when we’ve been at this for hours.”

I almost break.

“Oh,fuckyou.Fuckyour fancy ass expensive apartment,fuckyour car,fuckyour stupid, ugly, devastingly handsome face—”

His hand clamps over the back of my neck, pushing me down until my face is pressed into the couch cushion just as his cock slides into my cunt in one smooth glide. The relief from that alone is so immeasurable.

“Such a dirty fucking slut for any attention, aren’t you?”

Ben leans over me, his weight pressing down on my hips as I suck a breath in through tight ribs, huffing out a low whine. The flex of his fingers on the sides of my throat is like a weighted blanket and all the thoughts rattling around in my head begin to settle.

A moan drops from my lips, and I have to let go of my ass and scramble to grab anywhere on the couch as he pumps his hips into me. It’s the most I can do to justtake itas he leads into a brutal rhythm, hips slamming into me over and over as he stretches me out and I clench around him, finally feeling full.

“Fuck, Ben—” I choke on my tongue, tripping over my words as he manages to hit my g-spot until I can’t think straight. “I’m gonna come if you keep this up.”

He almost sighs. “Well, I can’t have that just yet.”

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