Page 88 of Our Long Days
The need for this—for him—is feral.
He pushes forward, and I tense.
“Relax for me, Florence.” His hand coasts up and down my spine, the touch soothing. I do as he says, and he sinks in an inch. “Fuck. Ah, fuck, you’re so fucking tight. Breathe, Trouble. That’s it. So good. You’re doing so good.”
“Oh god, Dex. Shit, I’m so full already.” I wiggle my hips, easing the pressure.
“You want more?” he asks, voice gravelly. “I know you can take it, my good fucking girl.”
Almost urgently, I stretch my arm under my body and stroke his leg.
Another inch.
Then, another.
He works himself in gently, whispering words of appraisal throughout.
The stretch is like nothing I’ve ever felt. The bite of pain and blinding pleasure are a heady sensation. He feels bigger this way, if that were possible. Once he’s fully seated, we both release a breathy sigh.
“Seeing you like this…it’s doing something to me.” He cups my ass, splaying me open. “Are you ready?”
With my green light, he moves.
My body isn’t mine. He owns it. My pleasure is his. Every atom in me is his.
A tattooed forearm loops around my torso, raising me until I’m kneeling, my back to his front. One hand cradles my jaw, angling my face so our lips lock, while the other grabs hold of the toy.
“Oh. Oh. Dex.” I reach behind me, hooking my arm around his neck. “Don’t stop.”
Mouth fluttering over mine, he nibbles my bottom lip. “I’ll never stop. I’m going to take you over and over. Fill you so good. Every. Day. I want to do it until this pretty belly swells with my kid. That’s what you do to me, Florence.”
My entire body buzzes.
Do I wantthat? From the way my core clenches and my arousal leaks down my thighs, yes. Yes, I do.
He changes the angles of his thrust, and I cling to him harder as my pleasure peaks.
“Are you ready for my cum, baby?”
“God, yes.” I drive my hips back, skin slapping against his. “Fill me completely.Please.”
He thrusts into me, using the toy to glide along my G-spot as the palm of his hand grinds against my clit. The hand around my jaw drops to my breast, pinching and twisting my nipple.
He’s everywhere at once.
I’m overwhelmed in the best way.
When he sucks on the sensitive skin on my neck, nipping and biting, the sting of pain sends molten pleasure straight to my core.
Fireworks detonate inside me.
I claw at him.
I scream his name.
I fall completely.
Dex doesn’t relent. He takes and takes while seeing me through my orgasm.
