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“You like that?” he asked, keeping his eyes on my ass but knowing I was watching him.

“Yes,” I told him, moving my hips to feel more of his finger against my entrance. “I love to be fucked in the ass.”

Not lying about that, but up until this moment, I only had the pleasure of having one other dick in my ass, other than my dildos.

It’s also been about a year since I last did anal, so I needed him to stretch and prepare me for his cock which is what he was already doing by slowly adding another finger while fingering my asshole.

I closed my eyes again, letting him do all the work.

He knew what he had to do to get his thickness all the way inside of me, so he took his time to make sure it wouldn’t hurt too much when he entered me back there.

While he worked his fingers, he started to move in and out of my pussy again.

Just minutes before he had pulled me to the stairs and we were still on the deep end of the pool, he made me wrap my arms and legs around his tattoo-covered body.

He really did look incredibly handsome with all the different symbols on his skin, and although I didn’t look at them too closely, I was sure I one day had the chance to ask him about each and every one of them.

“How does this feel?” he asked in a growl, pushing three fingers into my asshole now.

“It feels perfect,” I moaned, opening my eyes again and looking back at him.

He lifted his gaze to meet my eyes, and when he saw how ready and willing I was, he pulled his fingers, then his cock out of me to press the tip of it against my back entrance.

I moaned again, relaxing my body and trying not to move.

“Fuck, baby…you’re so damn tight,” he muttered, trying to push further inside of me carefully.

It took a while until he was able to enter me fully, and although it didn’t hurt me, I could feel him stretching me more and more.

I closed my eyes again, and once he was sure he could start thrusting into me without a boundary, he did just that.

From that moment on, I was in pure bliss, enjoying every second of him fucking me.

Coming from anal wasn’t an option for me, no matter how hard and deep he pushed into me, but that didn’t stop him from taking me out of the pool and into his bedroom, both of us still wet from the water.

He made me lie down on my stomach with my legs dangling from the bed as he stepped close between them to push his cock back into my pussy again and start pounding into me with no mercy.

Just how I liked it.

He wasn’t as vocal as usual, but he showed me by his roughness just what he was thinking, and the longer I tried to hold back on my orgasm, the faster he moved in and out of me.

“Let go, Valley,” he ordered, holding on to my ass tightly.

I was enjoying this far too much, and I didn’t wanna come unless he did the same at the same time.

“Stop fucking holding back, Valley!” he growled, digging his fingers into my skin.

“No,” I cried, reaching between my body and the mattress to cup my pussy and ease the aching.

He muttered something I couldn’t understand, but he quickly showed me how unhappy he was by pulling out of me, turning me onto my back, pushing back into me and wrapping his hand around my throat tightly.

“I told you to come,” he barked.

As much as I would’ve loved to tease him a little more, and as much as I enjoyed seeing him this angry, I finally let go, letting the orgasm hit me hard.

I threw my head back, closed my eyes and gripped the covers underneath me while my legs started to shake.

“Perfect…just like that, baby. Let go,” Riggs growled, loosening his grip on my throat just a little to let me breathe.

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