Page 63 of Filthy Business
I was humming as I grabbed the scented oil, a bottle of lube, and a stack of extra towels.
When I returned, she was stark naked on the sun lounger.
“Don’t say I’m not an accommodating captive,” she drawled.
Oh, that teasing little arse was about to get fucked up.
With the bottles tossed by her legs, I whipped off my shorts and drizzled oil over her back, arse, and thighs before reaching for the lube.
“Someone’s going to have a sore little arse tonight, sweetheart,” I murmured, smearing lube around the rim of her tight hole.
“Why? You planning on pulling a muscle?” she sassed.
Her flesh was a slippery, wet mess as I coated my cock with lube, taking my time to apply a generous layer.
“My muscles will be fine, sweetheart. You should be more concerned about your arsehole, my filthy little whore,” I growled, massaging her puckered hole.
My greased-up fingers pushed past her tight ring, and she gasped.
“None of that. I know how much you love taking my cock up your arse,” I murmured, watching my fingers slide in and out of her tiny hole.
It always amazed me how well she took me.
Her slick little hole clenched down hard around my fingers, greedy despite the stretch. I watched, transfixed, as Iris squirmed beneath me, her face buried in the towel while her arse pushed up like an offering.
“You know what I’m going to do to you, Iris?” I murmured, lips brushing her lower back as I eased a third finger in, stretching her wider.“I’m going to fuck this tight little hole until you’re dripping from both ends. Until your belly’s swollen with my kid and your arse is just as ruined as your cunt.”
She whimpered, body trembling. I smiled.
“Mm. Thought you liked that,” I breathed, pulling my fingers free and lining up the tip of my cock. Her skin glistened, flushed and oiled, the curve of her arse a perfect cushion for what was coming.
I gripped her hips and pushed—slow, deep, unrelenting.
Iris gasped, knuckles white where she gripped the lounger.
“There we go. That’s it, sweetheart. Let Daddy in. Let your filthy little hole take what it’s meant to take.”
Her tight ring resisted at first, but then gave way with a slow, obscene stretch. My cock slid in inch by inch, forcing her open until I was buried to the hilt.
I groaned.“So fucking tight. You think that body’s not going to change? Think I won’t make you heavy with my baby and fuck you anyway?”
She moaned, high and broken.
“Your tits’ll be leaking for me. Your belly fat and marked up with every inch of what I did to you. And I’ll still bend you over and stretch out this hole like it’s mine. Because it is, Iris. Every hole on this body is mine. Daddy owns you.”
I glanced down. Her cunt was dripping, I could see the slick gleaming down her inner thighs.
“Look at you. Bent over and full of cock, already leaking like the little breeding whore you are. I bet your nipples would squirt if I fucked you hard enough.”
“Oh, God, Daddy,” she whimpered.
I pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in, grunting at the way her body took it.
“And I haven’t even started yet.”
I stayed buried in her arse, unmoving. Just pulsing inside her while her body clenched and trembled beneath me. My palm slid over the small of her back, down to her soaked cunt.
“Christ, Iris,” I hissed.“Your pussy’s absolutely dripping while I’ve got my cock in your arse. You’re so fucking hot like this.”
