Page 108 of Captivated By Danger

“You gon’ be good from now on?”

She nodded her head. “Oh God!”

She pressed her hand against my stomach, but I moved back and started giving her long and deep strokes.

“You talk all that shit but you can’t take dick.”

Looking down at her, her face was contorted so bad it looked like it hurt.

“Oh, Sir,” she whimpered. “Oh, Sir, please.” She stretched her arm trying to touch me.

“Please, what?”

“Oh, God. It’s so much…”

She pressed her hand against the bottom of her stomach.

“Stop, I have too…”

I slapped her hand away from her stomach. Her body started to jerk and her back started to arch. The head of my dick was tapping against that G-spot and she was getting ready to blow her lid. I kept fucking her.

“I have too… Sir!” she screamed.

“Shut the fuck up and look at me.”

When she opened her eyes, tears slipped down the sides of her face. She started shaking her head so fast, but I kept fucking her.

“Agh! Sirrrr!” she sang out my name just as her body tensed, and she squirted a long stream of juices on me.

“Yesss,” I hissed. “I love that.”

“Sir!” Her body tensed and shot another long stream on me.

“Uh-huh. Goddamn, I love that.”

Leaning forward, I gradually slowed my strokes to an edging pace. She stared past me at the ceiling. When she blinked, a fresh set of tears slipped down the sides of her face. I kissed the next set of tears away.

“Now, would you like to try that conversation again?” I whispered in her ear.

She shook her head slowly. “I’m still gonna call your hypothetical wife and tell her…” I thrust deep in her, making her pause. “And tell her that she has the best husband in the world.”

“Yeah? And what else?”

She sniffed again. She was still staring blankly at the ceiling. She was so fucking spaced out. “That… that she never has to worry about me talking to anyone about it. I’ll sign whatever I have to sign.”

I smirked. “For what?”

“I will never be fucked like that again, if not by you. Iwantto be fucked like that again, by you.”

I chuckled. “Are you okay, Grey?”

She shook her head. “No. No, I’m not okay, Diesel,” she spoke flatly, like she was a million miles away. “I have never squirted before. And I don’t know how to um… feel about it. I mean… I was never a believer. I was always a hater bitch saying that the girls just be… you know…” she looked at me. “Peeing, but…” she looked back at the ceiling while shaking her head. “You did that to me. I had no control over my own body. How can I ever have regular sex again?”

She was so damn gone that I knew that she was done for the night and I’d have to wait to get my nut, so I started fixing my clothes. Watching her body writhe in pleasure would always be worth more than my nut.

“Let me get you to bed.” I scooped her up and she felt like dead weight.

She wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. We stared at each other as I walked her to her room.

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