Page 29 of Come Inside

“Just like that. Present that cunt to me. I’m going to fill it with my cum and when I’m done and you’re leaking me down your thighs? I am going to clean up the mess.” James’ deep voice was saturated in heat.

I shivered in anticipation. He had already brought me to the edge too many times.

I needed a release.

“Please,” I begged, lifting my ass up more.

“Fuck.” I heard shuffling and then the sound of a vibrator. “Hold this to your clit, I need both hands,” he directed, using one hand to place the toy, finding the right spot immediately.

I used one hand to keep my face off the mattress and the other found the toy. “James,” I groaned out. I was nearing my release again.

“Just like that.” His large, calloused hands found my hips.

He lined up.

And he plunged all the way in; his thick cock stretching me to my limits. I could feel him pushing against the butt plug, and combined with the vibrator, it only added to the buildup of before.

I came unexpectedly, and an uninhibited scream fell from my lips in surprise. “James!” His name left me in a raspy sob.

“That’s it. You’re taking my cock so perfectly. You were made for me. Let me fill you up. Let me test your limits.”

I was still pulsating around him as he began to pull all the way out and slam back in, it was only his sturdy hands on my hips keeping me in place.

“Fuck you’re taking all of me,” he rasped out before he began to push a rhythm into me. It was all I could do to keep the vibrator in place, but I didn’t want to drop it.

Didn’t want to disappoint him.

Ineededhis approval.

“That’s it, just like that. Fuck, Yara. You’re so small. How are you taking me like this?”

I whimpered as he sped up his pace, but even still as he skirted the line of pain, I was feeling pleasure more than anything else.

This is everything I didn’t know I needed.

The thought was a mantra that repeated in my head every so often. It kept my self-consciousness at bay, never allowing it to ruin this moment.

He thrust once more, hitting a spot even deeper than before and let out a guttural noise.

He went still, buried fully inside as he filled me.

I expected him to pull out right away, but he didn’t.

“Fuck, feed that greedy cunt. Fill you with my cum. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you to fill me.” I finally dropped the vibrator and used both hands on the mattress to push myself further onto him.

“Fuck! Yara!” He yanked me by hips off of him, flipping me over, and slamming back into me.

His bright striking eyes met mine. They were swirling with hunger.

Intensity.

Adoration.

He leaned over me, his hands landing on either side of my head.

I clenched around his length.

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