Page 29 of Play It Sinful

He runs his fingers down my back, then toys with my asshole, making me tense a little. “Have you ever been fucked here, babe?”

“No.”

“Do you want me to?” He inserts his index finger an inch, making me whimper.

My stomach coils as I imagine his massive cock penetrating me there. “Not tonight.”

“It’s all right. Another time.” He pulls his finger away, and I exhale.

Then his words register—another time. What does that mean? My train of thought is interrupted when Sean rams into me, penetrating me all the way in one hard thrust.Oh my God. It feels glorious.

“You’re so fucking tight, Ash. I can’t get over it.” He pulls back almost all the way and slaps my ass when he slams back.

“Sean...” The pain mixes with pleasure and it’s an intoxicating combo.

“What is it, gorgeous? Do you want me to stop?”

I close my eyes, surrendering to the pressure that’s building between my legs. “Stop and it’s your funeral.”

He chuckles. “Good girl.”

“I’m not a good girl,” I breathe out.

“You’re not? You feel pretty good to me.” He slaps my ass again, not slowing down.

He feels good, but I can’t even form the words and say them out loud. I want to touch him, scratch his skin, but I’m at his mercy, and all I can do is squeeze him tighter.

“Oh yeah, babe. Keeping doing that.”

His movements become faster, and he doesn’t slap me again. He’s using both hands to hold me in place. I keep my cheekpressed to the mattress despite not being restrained anymore. I’m more than fine where I am. My head is spinning, and my entire body tingles. The orgasm that follows has me biting my bedsheet and moaning against the fabric.

“That’s it, Ash. Cum for me,” Sean rasps. Then he grabs me by the hair and makes me sit on his lap while he keeps pistoning in and out of me.

I turn as far I can in this position and find his lips. He takes possession of my mouth, kissing with the same urgency as his thrusts. The pressure is building again, and I can hardly believe it. I’ve heard of multiple orgasms before, but to me they were just a myth.

“I’m gonna cum again,” I whisper against his lips.

“Let’s do it together.” He plays with my clit, rubbing left and right, and that’s it for me.

I climax again, and Sean follows. He grunts, shaking all around, then he bites my shoulder like a damn vampire. God, he’s wild, and I can’t get enough of him. This will be a problem, but I can’t think about it now.

I lose track of time, and when I come down from the high, I’m boneless and breathless. I relax against Sean’s body and close my eyes while he loops an arm around my waist, keeping me attached to him. Our bodies are sweaty and sticky, and I’d kill to have a connected bathroom. This was totally worth it though.

“Are you okay?” He kisses my shoulder where he bit me.

“Yeah.”

“I wasn’t too rough?”

“Nope, just perfect.”

He laughs. “Perfect, huh? I’ll remember that.”

“Don’t let it go to your head.”

“Too late.” He squeezes me tighter. “So, round three?”

“Oh my God. Are you serious?”

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