Page 104 of Totally Wrecked
He seems to know I don’t want any messing around, I just need this connection. Lifting me up, he grips my ass. “Look at me, Daisy.”
We meet eyes.
“Relax for a moment, baby.”
I have my legs wrapped tight around him, and the fat, blunt head of his shaft is knocking at my entrance. “Too big,” I whisper.
“Let the tension go in your stomach muscles,” Gray commands. As soon as I do, he slides inside, filling me, stretching me.
Fitting me perfectly.
“GRAY!”
Our bodies find their rhythm. I can’t think, I can only feel.
“Your pussy’s so fucking perfect—”
My head falls back, as he drives into me.
“I’m going to come…Gray…”
Gray slams into my pussy again and again, as a crescendo builds inside me. I’m peaking, almost coming but not quite. But then one whispered word pushes me right over the edge.
“MINE,” Gray roars.
My whole body spasms as Gray’s cock is filling me with his cum, my pussy sucking every last drop from him.
“Fuck, baby, fuuuccck.”
Some time passes and I’m still wrapped around Gray, but now I feel him softening slightly inside me. “Gray? Your arms must be killing you.”
“Hadn’t noticed,” he says, “too busy keeping my cock warm in your little pussy. But I guess now you mention it…” His cock pulls out with a massive squelching noise and lands with a thud against my thigh.
Moving his hands off my ass he cups my face and kisses me. “How do you feel?”
I feel…like I’ve been absolutely pulverized—in a good way. And also like I’ve been, at least in part, mended.
“Better, so much better. Thank you, Gray,” I sigh, nuzzling against him. “You don’t know how much you’ve helped me.”
He doesn’t respond immediately, so after a beat I pull back and look at him.
“Uh, Daisy?” he says, taking my head and moving it ninety degrees to the left.
Oh.
Killian and Leander are standing at the entrance of the clearing, they are looking at us open-mouthed, and with two very obvious huge erections.
I bury my face against Gray’s chest. Gray just gave me exactly what I needed, but now I’ll have hurt Killian and Leander. I hate it. I’m such a disaster.
“Daisy?”
If I stay smashed up against Gray, everything will just go away.
“It’s alright, babe,” Gray murmurs. “Don’t retreat, we’ve done nothing wrong.”
I don’t believe him.
Just when I thought I’ve rounded a corner, I make a fudging mess of everything.
