Page 26 of Chase's Kind of Trouble
She’s going to choke the ever-living-hell out of my bastard cock.
“I’m already getting close.” Her eyes search my face, her lips parting with each little moan.
I settle in, licking one nipple, then the other, and biting a path up her neck as I play in that slick, tight hole, just short of breaking her barrier.
“You’re gonna beg Daddy to make you come so hard you claw the couch apart.”
Her legs spasm around me. “Oh. My god. Chase!”
She’s damned close, her curvy little ass is lifting, forcing me to hold her in place with my hand splayed over her lower belly.
When I switch from one finger to two fingers, she locks her legs tight around my thighs, her raspy voice filling my the safe room as she screams for more.
I’m high from her. Her taste. The sweet way she whimpers and contorts against my hold.
We’re going to make fire. Pure fucking fire when I’m inside of her.
“God, angel. This tight little slit is gonna be the death of me. Don’t know how I’m gonna keep from tearing you in half.”
Both her hands find my shoulders. Her small nails biting in as she holds on. “We can die together.”
“You’re right, we will. Wait til I’m banging that fucking uterus, knocking the breath out of your lungs. Making you come so hard you squirt all over me.”
She jolts, her fingers tightening, her pussy spasming. “I’m?—”
“Not coming.” I pull back, starving her for my fingers and my mouth. “Not until I tell my good girl she can.”
A cute growl rumbles out of her arched throat. “I’m going to beat you!”
“As long as it’s with your pussy, then I’m your man.”
She laughs harshly, but the sound breaks off into a ragged sob when I climb up her body and kiss her open lips, diving in for a greedy fuck-like swipe with my tongue.
“Guide my cock in, baby.”
She pants into my mouth, her hands clamoring to wrap around me. Knocking the wind out of me when she grabs on.
“Oh. Yes,” I growl and shudder when her she fists my girth. “That’s it, grip me hard. I’m big. Tough. Don’t be afraid to show me how bad you want me.”
Oh and she does.
Her fingers tighten, giving me three hard strokes, testing her grip and pace, and my head pitches back until I’m growling at the ceiling.
Magic hands. I’m officially going to be the world’s most satisfied husband.
“You’re huge, Chase. This thing is…a little scary.”
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t get a grin on my face.
“You’re gonna love this big, fat dick.” Leaning in, I growl against her neck. Letting my teeth scrape up until I catch thetender lobe that hugs her simple earring. “Welcome to the freak show, baby.”
She laughs until I help her guide the thick head of my painfully hard erection into the snuggest pussy ever.
Then she’s quiet, looking up at me with a reverence, a trust that makes me fall so hard, I shatter like a bomb has gone off in my chest.
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