Page 111 of Taste of Addiction

I imagine that he would not have gotten me one from some chintzy website with a bunch of fake reviews. My guess is that this also did not come from the local big box store.

“How do you feel?” he asks, turning the plug.

“Full.”

“Well, you are about to feel even fuller, because I am going to stuff my cock in your pussy and fuck you hard.”

“Damn.”

He carries me into the stairwell and as soon as the door shuts, has me smashed up against the concrete wall. He sets me on my feet and spins me around.

“Hold on to the handrail.”

Every move I make jostles the plug and sends a tingling sensation to my pussy. Graham flips up my dress, positions my hips back, and slides himself inside.

“Ahhh!”

“You are so full. Stuffed.”

I don’t think I can take all of him. There’s no way. I look between us to see that he is only a third of the way inside. My hair falls around my face, and I jerk my head back to toss some onto the one side. I look up at Graham and see his smoldering eyes. Sweat beads on my forehead, and some of his drips onto the exposed skin of my back. He pushes an inch more inside, adjusting my hips to accommodate him.

“You look so fucking hot right now, sweetheart. Your ass stretched to take the plug that I made specifically with you in mind and your pussy at max volume, trying desperately to accept every inch I have to offer. You are going to come so hard on my cock, and I can’t wait to shoot the load I’ve been saving for you deep inside your womb.”

I pulse at his dirty words. I shiver at the thoughts of someone seeing us in mid-act. His hand reaches around me, and I hear the sound of buzzing before I feel the effects.

“Graham!”

The tiny vibrator hits my clit in the right spot as he pulls back and thrusts forward. I anchor myself on the handrail to keep myself from crashing into the wall. My orgasm builds from deep within my core. It is unlike anything I have felt before and feels like a tidal wave approaching shore in record speed.

He turns the plug, pulls on it a bit, and thrusts into me hard.

“You feel so good, baby. Give me your pleasure.”

The vibrator pushes down hard on my clit, and I explode right as Graham pushes himself deep within me and unloads with his own violent climax. He pulls me upright by an arm bounding around my chest and bites my neck as we both scream out in pleasure.

Our sweat droplets merge together to form little streams sliding down my face and my neck and my breasts. I collapse into his arms, as he pulls out his cock, removes my plug, and pockets all of his toys. Once both of his hands are free, he scoops me up and carries me down the few flights until we are at the elevator. I close my eyes and enjoy the afterglow.

* * *

I wake up without any bearings in a pitch-black room. I feel around on the bed beside me and am met with a palm of chest hair and muscles.

“You feeling me up, sweetheart?”

“What day is it? I am so confused.” My eyes try to adjust but all I can see is the light coming in from the crack at the bottom of the door.

I hear the click of the lamp and squint over the artificial light source. I look down at my naked body and feel the soreness between my legs from the roof sex. The amazing roof sex.

“You promised me elevator sex too,” I pout. “Did I miss it?”

His deep chuckle makes me smile. “You are insatiable.”

“I’m horny. How am I supposed to go about my day with these needs you unlocked inside of me?”

“Want to wear the plug inside you all day?”

My eyes widen. “No. No. How will that help at all? Will probably just make me want you more.”

“Maybe it will get you to cancel tonight’s girls’ night. I can tie you to my bed, and you can be my sex prisoner. Don’t worry, I will take care of all of your needs.”

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