Page 49 of Reaper's Rage

I bury my face in her pussy and lick her clean before suckling her clit. Another gush of her cream gives me the lubricant I need to slide first one, then two fingers inside her. She’s so fucking tight. My assurance that he’d fit may be a lie. I scissor my fingers to prepare her for me. I continue to tongue her clit as I work my fingers in and out of her pussy until I feel the flutter of her first orgasm take hold. My dick hardens to steel at the feel of her channel clamping down on my fingers.

Waiting for her to recover, I rest my head against her thighs to kiss her soft skin. I smile when she shudders. She whimpers when I pull away. Her fingers grasp for me. “Where are you going?” She mumbles, and I have to stop myself from laughing. Does she really think I’m going anywhere?

“Just getting a condom.” I tell her as I reach into my jeans to pull out the square foil.

“Don’t. I want to feel you.” She says. “I have the implant. I want nothing to come between us.”

With a smile, I toss the condom on top of my clothes and crawl onto the bed, arching over her. “You sure?” I ask her and she nods. Leaning back, I rub my cock through her folds until he’s covered in her essence. Placing the head at her entrance, I push just far enough for the tip to enter. Locking my eyes on hers, I push in and pull out. Each time I push a little further until I feel her barrier. “This will hurt a little.” I tell her. “I hear it feels like a pinch, but then I promise I’ll make you feel better. But if you want me to stop or slow down, just tell me.”

She responds by shifting her body toward me. I feel my cock push through the barrier, causing her to hiss. That hiss morphs into a groan as I slide in and out of her passage. When she moves her fingers to her nipples, I press my thumb against her clit. The overload of sensations has her screaming my name. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as I feel the first flutter of her impending orgasm flow through her channel. I shift my angle so I’m hitting her G-spot with each thrust. Her face, flush and shiny with pleasure. I want to look down, to watch my cock disappear into her, but I can’t tear my eyes away from her face as her eyes close and her mouth opens into a perfect ‘o’. Fuck me, but she’s even more beautiful as I watch her splinter into a thousand pieces.

She screams my name on a long wail as her back arches and her pussy clamps down hard on my dick, triggering my orgasm. I fall forward, pressing my face between her breasts as my hips jerk sporadically, my cum spews into her.

“Fuck, baby.” I groan as I gather her in my arms. I know I need to clean us both up, but right now, I just need to hold her.

“We need to do that again.” Ashlyn says as she buries her face in my neck. “Multiple times. Every day.”

I chuckle and briefly wonder if one can die from too many orgasms, and if so, why it doesn’t happen more often? “We will, but first, let’s get you in the tub.” I shift and hoist her into my arms, carrying her into the bathroom where I place her on the counter. She hisses when her ass hits the cold marble. I start the bath, filling the tub with lavender suds again, before stepping between her legs. She widens them to let me in.

“Why am I taking another bath?” She asks before stifling a yawn.

“A bath will help minimize the soreness.” I tell her, giving her a kiss. “How do you feel?” I ask her.

She smiles at me as she runs her hands over my shoulders and down my pecs. “Wonderful. This is hands down the best birthday ever.”

I grin and kiss her again. I can’t seem to stop wanting to taste her. She’s like a drug and I’m definitely hooked.

Once the tub is full, I lift her and lower us into the hot, fragrant water. I take my time cleaning her with long, gentle strokes as she relaxes against me. We don’t speak for several minutes, we just enjoy the feeling of being alone together. I think she’s dozed off when she finally speaks.

“Thank you for my day.” She whispers as she locks her fingers with mine. “I’m lucky to have you.”

“Same.” I whisper back, kissing her ear. “Same.” I help her dry off as the tub drains, then lift her and carry her back to the bed. “Let’s get some sleep…” I start, but she interrupts me.

“Then we can do that again?” She asks, her face alight with pleasure.

“We’re definitely doing that again.” I promise her, as I wrap her in my arms.

We both drift off and sleep hard. I wake to find Ashlyn straddling my waist, her hands pressing against my pecs as she rubs her pussy against my cock. He’s more awake than I am and he’s enjoying her administrations.

“What are you doing?” I ask, trying for humor, but when she grinds down on me, I can barely get the words out. “Fuck, woman.”

She grins at me. “Exactly, I want you to fuck your woman, Reaper.” She says with a challenging glint in her eye.

“You’re not too sore?” I ask her as I feel her wetness covering my cock.

“I’m sore.” She admits without stopping. “But I want to feel you inside me again.”

Well, who am I to say no?

I rise to capture her nipple in my mouth while thumbing her clit. It acts like the button it is, sending shock waves through her system. She has her hands on my head, pressing me closer and I grin. My baby girl loves to have her nipples sucked. As I lavish her nipples with my tongue, I run my finger through her pussy lips to gather up her cream. When I rub my finger against her backdoor, she rockets through an orgasm. Once her body stops quivering, I lift her so I can slide her down onto my cock. This time I watch as her gorgeous body takes every inch.

Seeing her pussy stretch to accept my girth, I moan. Fuck, I’ve seen nothing so perfect. I look up to see she’s also fixated on our joining. Grabbing her hips, I lift her up and pull her back down as I jerk my hips up to meet her thrust for thrust. She’s moaning and mewling, and I relish the sounds of her coming undone. I lean forward to bite her nipple at the same time as I thrust into her hard and she shatters. Her scream sends my orgasm careening through me.

We’re both sweaty and out of breath, but I pull her down to my chest, keeping us joined. I rub my hand up and down her back as our breathing returns to normal.

“Wish we could stay like this.” Ashlyn murmurs.

“We could order breakfast and eat it in bed before we get ready.” I suggest. “We have to go to the police station before we head back to the clubhouse. Dante and the others should be back today.”

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