Page 178 of Prized Possession

She nods slowly, suddenly looking shy again.

“I think I can make that happen, love,” I say, spinning her around, pushing her face against the wall.

I don’t have to tell her, she arches her spine, presenting herself to me. Something sparkly catches my eye, and I look down to see something shiny in her arse. I crouch down to get a better look.

Once I’m at eye-level with her pussy, I find Chloe looking at me, assessing me with her eyes.

“I’ve been practising, getting myself ready for you,” she whispers, reaching back with both hands to spread her arse cheeks open.

The butt plug is on full display now, the fake gem glistening at me in the place of her puckered hole. A shiver of pleasure runs through me, and I feel my last strands of control beginning to snap.

“How long have you been wearing that?” I ask, dragging my hand over the smooth skin of her arse, my finger trailing around the toy.

“Since weleft the house.”

Her voice is thick, and she’s looking at me with those innocent silver eyes, challenging me to see what I’ll do next.

As I drag my finger around the toy, a shiver runs up her spine, and I take hold of the jewelled end, pulling it just a little. The small movement makes Chloe gasp, and my cock twitches at the sound.

“Do you like having this in your arse? Did it make you feel dirty, walking around the club with it in, knowing nobody else knows what a nasty little slut you are?”

She nods her head, groaning as I pull the toy out more. Once the widest part of the plug is spreading her ring, I keep it there, loving the way she’s stretched out for me.

“Yes, I love it,” she says, sounding breathy and desperate.

With my other hand, I reach beneath the toy, sliding my finger through her slit, biting my lower lip when I feel how wet she is.

“You’re fucking dripping, Mio.”

“I need you so bad,” she cries.

Hearing how much she wants me is the biggest ego boost, and I don’t want to draw this out any longer. My already fragile control is hanging by a thread, and I really want to let go.

As I circle her clit, while wiggling the butt plug that’s still stretching her at the widest part, she rocks against me, begging for me to take her.

“Please, Marcus. Don’t tease me. I need you, right now.”

Since it’s her birthday, and there’s a risk of getting caught, I give her what she wants. It’s not at all because my cock is straining so much it’s fucking painful.

As I continue teasing her arse with the buttplug, I press my fingers into her pussy, finding her wet and ready for me, just as I expected. I thrust my fingers in fast and deep, loving the way she rocks back against me, fucking herself on my hand.

Her moans turn to whimpers when I pull my hand away, but before he can protest, I slam my cock into her pussy, not stopping until I’m balls deep. Both of us cry out when I bottom out, and I grab her hip tight to hold her against me.

As she’s getting used to me, I use my other hand to press the buttplug back in, until it disappears, leaving just the jewelled end behind. I can feel the wide plug through her thin wall, pushing against my cock, making her feel even tighter.

“Fuck, I’m so full,” she groans, her eyes blown wide with lust.

“Mio, you’re so fucking tight,” I tell her, taking several deep breaths to stop myself from losing control too soon.

Chloe lets out a soft breath before looking over at me, a blissed out expression on her face. “You can fuck me now.”

I don’t need to be told twice. With my finger on the jewel of the toy, to keep it in place, I slowly begin fucking her pussy with my cock. If I thought she was tight before, it’s nothing compared to how she feels now that she’s so full.

It’s a weird sensation, but I can feel the outline of the plug as I drag my cock over her cunt walls, and I’m surprised by how amazing it feels. I pull out slowly, savouring the unique feeling, before slamming back in, loving the way Chloe hisses when I hit deep.

I keep my thrusting hard and deep, speeding up as Chloe begins rocking back to meet me each time, pressing herself onto me further. Her moans are like music to my ears, and the way her walls tighten around me makes me tremble.

As her whimpers become more desperate, and her walls start to tighten, I know she’s close. She’s not told me yet, but it won’t be long till she’s begging me.

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