Page 142 of Devil Mine

Standing, I spank her ass and she cries out. She releases her ass and slaps a hand over her mouth, her eyes bulging. Then she glares over her shoulder at me.

“Are you trying to make me scream?”

“Always,amor,” I say, ripping my trousers open and slamming my cock inside her to the hilt in one brutal thrust.

Her hips drive savagely into the railing and I wrap a hand over her mouth to smother the loud scream that rips from her lips. She pants raggedly against my fingers, groaning noisily despite her covered mouth. I’m as affected as she is, needing this momentary respite to get used to being buried so deeply inside her. The double penetration with the toy constricts her pussy until I’m stretching her to the limit. Her passage is impossibly tight, squeezing me greedily and making me lightheaded beyond belief. The plug’s vibrations pulse through the thin wall of her pussy and up to my cock, sending a trail of electricity straight to my balls.

I remove my hand and drop my forehead against her neck, seeking calming breaths. I’m about to blow from one stroke alone.

“Oh, my god, Thiago.Move,” she begs, desperation coloring her tone.

“Move?” I repeat. “You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, please,” she pants.

“So polite,” I praise, drawing back my hips then thrusting forward. She chokes out a breath. “Like this,amor?”

Grabbing her waist, I drive inside her again, using all of my concentration to think about war and famine and death so I don’t come on the third stroke. Garbled words fall from her lips as I slam back into her, her body thrashing under the power of my thrusts.

“Y-yes.”

“Fuck, you’re dripping everywhere,” I grit out through clenched teeth. “You love having both your holes stuffed.”

She nods dementedly, head bobbing back and forth wildly. I pound savagely inside her, the crude noises of my hips slamming against her ass the best melody I’ve heard in years.

“The plug in your ass is making your pussy so tight.” With each stroke, I pull her hips back to meet mine, the rhythm absolutely brutal. “So fucking tight. You’re wrapped around me like a fucking vise.”

I hate that I can’t see her face, that I can’t watch her reactions as I bottom inside her with each thrust of my hips.

That won’t do.

I slide an arm beneath her until my hand finds and closes around her throat. She gasps when I yank her upright by her neck and slam her back against my chest. My other arm wraps around her lower stomach, keeping her pinned against me. She’s immobile, trapped in my arms, one of her hands coming up to clutch the wrist at her throat. She doesn’t remove it but uses it to hold on for dear life.

“Reach down and spread your ass again. I want to be able to go so fucking deep inside you that you won’t know where I end and you begin.”

“Yes, baby,” she moans, making me growl animalistically at the pet name.

When she opens her cheeks, my cock slides all the way inside her until my groin is pressed against the plug and my balls slap against her pussy.

The blood rushes down to my dick and I roar loudly, pulling us both away from the edge as I plow all the way inside her.

They’ll have definitely heard that.

“Holyfuck,” I bark, squeezing her neck tightly.

I’m silent for long, focused minutes as I pound inside her tight pussy with the single-minded focus of a Mormon on a mission. Her muscles flutter around me, clamping and releasing my cock and driving me absolutely fucking wild.

I’m never going to get tired of fucking her. Every day I discover something new that makes me completely feral. If anything, I fear for my sanity. I had a tenuous hold on it to begin with and my grasp has only gotten weaker with every passing moment spent with Tess.

“Talk to me,” she churns out between thrusts.

“Hmm?” I can’t be any more eloquent than that right now.

“Keep talking,” she gasps. “Don’t stop.”

“What is it you want,amor?”

“Say—” she bites her lip and moans loudly when I thrust particularly hard. “Say dirty things.”

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