Page 78 of Captivated By Danger

“These eyes, woman. You ready for me, aren’t you?”

I nodded my head.

“Look how ready you are for me.”

Looking down, all his fingers were inside of me at the knuckle, soaked with my juices. I was embarrassed to be so wet. He guided my head back up to him.

“That is such a beautiful sight, Ms. Greysen.”

He pulled his fingers away from my mouth to free himself from his briefs. When he got his dick free, he used his wet hand to stroke himself. He leaned forward, moving my ass just on the edge of the chair, making me gasp.

“Diesel. Don’t drop me!”

“I got you. Just lay back.”

Trusting him, I laid back onto his forearm. It felt strong enough to hold two people up. My body tensed when he lined his thick head up against my hole.

“Relax,” he whispered.

“I’m… I’m relaxed. Please don’t hurt me. It’s been a while.”

He licked his lips. “I won’t.”

While staring down at me, he eased himself inside of me until he’d filled me completely.

“Oh God,” I whispered.

He pulled out just as slowly as he pushed in.

“Goddamn,” he grunted.

He pushed back inside of me and started fucking me. It wasn’t fast. It wasn’t slow. We kept our eyes on each other. His eyebrows were scrunched, and his bottom lip was pulled in between his teeth. It felt like his dick was stretching me past what his four fingers had done.

“Sir,” I whimpered.

The way he had my body positioned gave him leverage to rub his thick against my g-spot with every thrust.

“You think you can handle this dick, Ms. Greysen?”

“I’m trying,” I cried.

I was on the verge of exploding.

“I love how you are trying. This the only the beginning. You understand that?”

“Yes… please… please speed up. I am… so… so close.”

“I will get you there, Babygirl. You just keep taking it.”

Oh God! His fucking voice.

“Slut!”

My pussy clenched.

“Shit. Yes. Grip me like that again, Ms. Greysen.”

My body was creeping to the top of my peak, to prepare for the sudden drop. He knew what he was doing. My clit was growing more and more sensitive as he bumped against it. I arched my back as much as I could. He nibbled on my ear lobe while he stroked me. His low grunts and groans sounded like music to my ears.

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