Page 91 of All Her Broken Pieces

“Do you think, one day, you’ll let me claim you here?” I ask, curious to see how much of herself she’s willing to give, as my hand slides up her ass cheeks.

“I don’t know,” she says. “Your dick is big?—”

“Can’t hear that enough.” I grin, chuckling, the movement from my chest jiggling her tits against me.

“I enjoyed your finger there before, and that time you ate me out while I sucked you off… Fuck, your tongue was everywhere. That felt good?—”

“Shit, you’re making me hard again,” I warn as I grip her thigh.

“Down, boy.” I grind my length against the thigh draped over it. “But your finger is not a dick, so maybe that’s something we work up to… with practice and toys?”

That’s fair, and I want her to be completely comfortable with what we’re doing. But her question at the end has my cock painfully hard at the thought. My fingers stroke up the inside of her thigh until I connect with her pussy. “You want me to fill your ass with a plug while I fuck this perfect cunt?” I pull her leg over my hip and thrust into her.

“Shit! Ethan, oh fuck!” she moans as I hold her leg in place, rolling onto my side as I push my cum deeper with each thrust.

“I told you, sweetheart, I’ll do anything you ask of me. I’ll fuck you however you want, wherever you want,” I promise her, rutting into her, holding her in place by gripping her ass.

“Oh fuck… I’m coming… Fuuuck,” she moans.

Her pussy clenches around me, and I pull out as she squirts her cum all over, soaking both of us. “Fuck, sweetheart, that was so fucking hot,” I groan as I move down her body, trailing my tongue to clean her before pushing it into her cunt, lapping up all her sweet wetness. Her hands thread into my hair as she guides me up to her clit that’s still pulsing against me. The taste of us combined in her pussy sends a bolt of lust straight to my cock, and I move my hand to pump my length.

“Shit, I’m still… fuck… so good.” She trembles against me as I lean over her, my hand still stroking hard, my pace quickening.

Her eyes finally flutter open, and I’m not sure if it’s my movements shaking the bed or the high she’s coming down from, but I see the minute they connect with my cock and dilate, the ring of blue a mere sliver around her pupils.

“Where?” is all I can grit out as I concentrate on holding back the release that’s on the verge of overtaking me.

“My tits, mark me, claim me.”

“Fuuuck.” That’s all it takes for me to explode, painting her perfect tits and nipples with my cum.

I collapse onto the bed, one of my legs over hers, mirroring her earlier position on me as I lick up her chest, cleaning her.

“Come here,” she begs before pulling my face to hers and kissing me with passion. Her tongue pushes against mine, licking at the taste of us on my tongue as my body melts against her.

“Made for me,” she whispers like an answer to my prayers.

CHAPTER29

Bridget

I setthe dish on the warming plate on the dining room table as Ethan moves behind me and helps me take off my coat, hanging it in the closet by the door. He places my purse in one of the chairs, and it feels like he’s saving my seat.

“Where is everyone?” I ask as I look around. The house is cozy and inviting, and it’s obvious kids live here. Artwork is framed on every wall, and the girls’ school photos are hung in collages.

“Expecting a bigger fanfare for your arrival, my queen?” he teases in a mock bow.

“Jesus, stop that,” I laugh.

“Mom’s probably in the kitchen, and the girls are probably scattered in the basement or their rooms. I think Emma’s coming later, but the other four should be around here. Like I mentioned yesterday, Dad’s probably out on a call. We’ll see if he actually joins us.”

“OMG, is this her?” a feminine voice squeals.

I turn, and a petite blonde child with beautiful blue eyes peers up at me. “Hello.”

“Hi, I’m Erin. Oh my gosh, you’re pretty. Do you want to play My Little Pony with me and Evie? She’s five, and she’s super annoying.”

“Erin, be nice,” Ethan warns.

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