Page 92 of Brutal Kingdom

“Yes.”

“Care to share?” I give her a love tap on her ass. “Come on, baby. Tell me.”

“I want you to fuck me, and put your finger in my ass. I wanna swallow your cock and ride you too.” I push the head of my cock inside, moving in shallow strokes. “I want you to do everything to me.”

Groaning, I say, “And I want to do everything to you. Too bad we don’t have our toys here, or I’d fill every hole at the same time. Guess I’ll have to get creative.”

I put two fingers in her mouth, ordering her to coat them with her spit, then use them to ease into her ass, while sliding my cock deeper in side her slick heat.

“More. Yes. Please. More.” I insert another ringer, stretching her wider. She clamps around me and rocks back, taking me deeper.

The couple in front of us becomes a foursome, and she lets out a needy groan when the guys start kissing.

“You think that’s hot?”

“I didn’t think I would… but. Mmm. Yes.”

“Is that what you want? For me to let another man fuck your mouth while I’m in your ass, and a third eating you out?”

“Yes.”

I remove my fingers from her ass, and my dick from her sopping wet core. Then slam in, loving the sound of her scream. “Never. Gonna. Fucking. Happen.” Each word accompanies the punch of my cock. I want her sore. When I’m done, she’ll understand that every time I said she was mine. Only mine. I meant it.

“Uh, uh. Get back here.” I pull her back when she tries to put space between us, hoping for a reprieve from the pounding I’m giving her.

“Face down, ass up, baby.”

“You’re too deep.” She moans.

“You can take it. In fact, I think you wanted to piss me off so I could fuck you like a savage.”

I press in and up, finally hitting that spot.

“Right there.” She pants.

I love the way she clenches around me. “That spot. Right, there?” I chuckle, slamming home again.

She mewls, yes. Her hands fist the sheet, her mouth open, her face a beautiful collage of pain and ecstasy.

“Do you still want someone else’s cock in you?” My hand whips through the air, landing painfully on her ass. “Are you still pretending this isn’t happening?” I ask, palm connecting on the other cheek. “Should I stop what I’m doing and leave you to finish yourself off?”

She mumbles her answer.

“What’s that, baby?”

“Please, no. Don’t stop.”

“Then tell me what I wanna hear.”

I pull out to the tip and wait, like it’s not killing me.

“Logan.” She wiggles her ass, trying to slip me back in.

“You want it, you gotta say the words.”

“Fuck you. I hate you.”

“No, you don’t.”

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