Page 40 of Till Cupid Do Us Part

“You want me inside your ass?” I ask, turning my fingers inside her hole and stretching her further.

“Yes.”

“Take me, then, angel.”

She moves quickly, as desperate for it as I am. I lick my lips and lean up to watch her spin on my lap and reach for the cock ring. The moment she starts working it off, I curse, the rush of pleasure instant. Gritting my teeth, I help her get into position, knowing I’m already too close to coming now.

“Don’t you fucking dare, Niko.”

“Not until you do,” I promise, as if it has to be said.

Without another second of hesitation, Ivy takes me in her hand and lines us up before sinking down. Her pussy’s tight around me but wet enough to help her work me in.

“Never felt better,” I mumble mindlessly.

She slants her hips and takes me to the hilt. “Never?”

I can’t pull proper breaths into my lungs. I’ve never felt this good before. It’s like I can feel every ripple of her walls and bump inside of her. She squeezes me, and I almost black out.

“Yeah, maybe you’re right. You’re fighting not to come, aren’t you?” she rasps.

“Need you to get off first.”

“Can you make it that long? I bet you feel so, so full.”

“Want to fill you,” I gasp, my back curving when she reaches behind her to roll my balls in her hand. “Tryin’ not to.”

Her blue eyes sparkle with confidence. My shaft is suddenly blasted with cool air as she pulls off me. Then—then she’s pressing me into her ass.

“Fuck,” I spit.

“Will you make it, Daddy?”

I slip inside an inch and reach helplessly for her, grabbing hold of her waist. Every one of my muscles is tense, pulled so tight I’m not sure I actually can make it.

She lifts before dropping back down, forcing more of me into her ass. Her breath escapes her in a tight whoosh, thighs quivering.

“Will you?” I counter with a weak smirk.

Leaning over my chest, Ivy pushes her tits together and bottoms out, every inch of my cock buried deep. She has a slightly manic look in her eyes while pinching a nipple and shoving it into my mouth.

“Stop talking,” she demands.

Slowly but confidently, her hips start rolling. She rides me with expertise, moving her body in the way that she knows will bring me just as much pleasure as it will her. And from the way her eyes keep rolling into her skull, she’s on the brink of reaching her peak.

I’m hers to use and control. Even my hold on her waist is weak as my muscles liquefy at the promise of pleasure. There’s nothing I can do but try to hold off just long enough to get her there first.

“Pretend we could get pregnant again, Niko. Don’t you want to come so deep inside of me that I’m forced to swell with another baby? I want you to mark me so, so deep. Coat me in your cum, inside and out,” she whines.

I bite at her nipple, swallowing the first drips of milk that flow onto my tongue before pulling off.

“You’re pushin’ me, Ivy,” I growl.

She shakes her head, her movements harder, desperate. “Please, Daddy. Please come inside of me.”

It’s instant.

Hearing her beg me would be enough on its own, but that soft, whimperedDaddyis my last straw. I come with a deep, soul-pulling moan. Rope after rope of cum fills her ass while she grinds her clit down on my groin and follows right after me.

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