Page 67 of Loving Wild
“I’m gonna stretch you open and fill you up, and you are going to fucking love it.”
I push two, then four fingers into her pussy, and slowly work my cock inside her arse.
“You feel so fucking good,” I tell her before biting down on her shoulder and pushing my cock all the way in.
She hisses, and we both still.
“Move when you’re ready, Ren. I won’t give more than you can take, I promise, baby.”
I squeeze more lube onto her arse crack and watch as it travels down to where my cock is buried inside her.
I’m not even moving, but I already feel my balls tighten.
Lauren shifts slightly, moving forward before pushing back. When she finds her rhythm, I join in and rock into her with my hips while pumping my fingers in and out of her pussy.
The instant I feel her tighten around my fingers, I pump them and my hips into her harder.
She pushes her arse back against me and stills as she comes around my fingers, and without any warning, I explode inside her.
“Fuck,” I hiss out as I collapse against her back.
We’re both silent, just the sound of our breathing filling the room for the longest of times. I kiss her neck and behind her ear, wondering if she’s falling asleep, when she turns her head towards me. Brushing her hair from the side of her face, I kiss her cheek and smile down at her.
“That felt so fucking good. You okay?” I ask against her ear.
“I think so,” she whispers. “You?”
“Never better,” I say with a grin as I kiss her cheek again.
“You were very bossy,” she states.
“Woman, you fucking loved it.”
“Don’t call me woman. I did quite like it though.”
“You quite liked it? You were fucking soaked, so wet for me it was running down your legs.”
She grinds her arse against me in response.
“You’re giving me fanny flutters. Let’s get showered so we can do it again. Front door entry only next time though. Any more back door business tonight, I won’t be able to walk out of here in the morning.”
“Fanny flutters.” I shake my head and laugh at the term. “I fucking love you,” I tell her honestly. “I love you so fucking much.”
“That’s just the anal talking.”
“You wound me, woman. Here I am, pouring out my heart . . .”
“Yeah, and meanwhile, your jizz is pouring out of me. Time to go, lover boy, we need to shower.”
“Good job I’m not sensitive or insecure . . .”
“The only part of you that’s sensitive right now is your dick, which I can feel twitching inside me,” she interrupts me and says. “Now, before it gets hard again, would you please, very slowly, and very carefully remove it from my arse.”
“You seriously have no heart, Ren.”
“And in about ten seconds, you’ll have no balls, Gabe.”
I pull out and she hisses.
