Page 15 of Wicked Devotion

“What are you doing?” she asked.

He maneuvered her until she was bent over the side of the tub, and he was on his knees behind her.

He caught her worried glance over her shoulder. “You’ll like this, Love. It’s just another way to make love.” He started to penetrate her.

She moaned as he continued until he bottomed out inside of her. “Oh, God. It’s so deep.”

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

“Um, no, not really,” she said and shook her head.

He started pumping into her, steadily going faster. He knew he wouldn’t last long when she tightened down on his cock.

“Come for me.” That’s all it took, and it made his desire for her grow.

She threw her head back and screamed as he pounded away inside of her tight sheath. He came with a roar and then collapsed against her back. When he found the strength, he sat back and pulled her to sit on his lap. He tipped her head back and kissed her.

“How are you?”

She smiled sleepily at him. “Tired.”

He chuckled. “Let’s get you out of here before we prune.”

He dried them both and then set her on her back on the mattress. “Widen your legs, Love.”

She pressed them together. “Why?”

“I’m going to make sure you’re okay.”

She shook her head. “I’m fine.”

He ripped the blanket she was pulling to cover herself with. “Oh, no. You are never to cover yourself. Now spread your legs, or I’ll tie you down and do it anyway.”

She slowly parted her legs. He huffed out a laugh. “Snails go faster than this.”

“Snails don’t have to spread their legs,” she sniped.

He grinned and waited.

She sighed and widened her legs.

He saw her turn red when he bent down and separated her labia and then pushed a finger into her, watching to see if she flinched.

“You’re sore.”

“But it’s not bad.”

“I’m going to spread some gel inside of you. It will help with any pain and help you heal faster.”

He walked back into the bathroom, tossed the towel over his shoulder, pulled on his jeans, and grabbed what he needed.

“Good girl,” he said when he noticed she was still spread when he came back. He squirted some on two of his fingers, tossed the tube onto the nightstand, and then pushed them into her, coating the inside of her cunt with the gel.

He gritted his teeth when he saw the erotic picture before him. Her skin was flushed with desire, her legs started to shake, and she gripped the blanket underneath her.

“I’m just about done.” He wiped the gel off his fingers with the towel he’d brought with him.

“Now, I want to get you dressed and fed.”

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