Page 79 of Filthy Sweet

“You little fucker,” Fox growls, and I laugh as he grabs me and pulls me onto the couch. “You’re going to drive me out of my fucking mind, aren’t you?”

I get on all fours and wiggle my ass back. “Your fucking mind,” I tell him. “And your regular mind, too.”

Fox slaps his erection against my ass, rubbing it across the plug, and another wave of orgasmic heat soars through me. I moan and fall forward, and Fox’s mouth finds my hole.

He kisses me there while he pulls the plug out, only leaving me empty for a second before he pushes his tongue in. My body takes him easily, and I groan his name as I fall against the couch. Fox rims me hungrily, stretching me with his tongue, and I’m so desperate, I start begging for it.

“I’m hard again,” I moan. “I’m leaking. I need your cock, Fox.”

“Yeah?” Fox leans back. Then I feel his cock between my cheeks. His precum drips onto my hole as he strokes himself, and I reach down, slicking my hand with my own release to give him. “Just like that,” Fox encourages me, shoving his wet fingers in my hole. “You’re going to have cum dripping out of you for weeks, Dr. Lavigne.”

I thrust my butt backward, and his fingers hit my spot. “Cock,” I gasp. “Now.”

Fox pushes his cock against my rim, and after a few tries, my muscles open, and he slides in. He’s thicker and longer than the toy, and I stop breathing as the fullness radiates through my body. I’ve never had multiple orgasms so close like he’s promising, but as Fox stays there, buried deep, my cock twitches fully back to life.

I throw my head back, spreading my legs wider, one foot on the ground. “Fox. Fuck yeah. I can feel you inside me.” There’s warmth leaking from my hole, and every part of my body feels raw. “Can feel you leaking in me.”

“Uh-huh.” Fox starts fucking me carefully, riding his crown against my spot. “Your hole is nice and tight, Owen. Feels good inside you.”

I moan, my muscles weak, and almost collapse. Fox drives in deep and wraps an arm around my chest, then lifts me. He holds me up as he fucks me, kissing my cheeks and whispering in my ear.

“Just like that,” he whispers. “Doing so good, cutie. Keep taking my cock just like that, and I’m going to make you come again.”

Fox finds his perfect rhythm, stretching my hole as he beats his cock against my spot. Every thrust throws me closer to another orgasm, and the scent of our bodies together overwhelms me.

“Gonna come,” I groan, bouncing my hips back, desperate to take him harder. The orgasm flares from my base, shooting across my nerves. I’m not sure if I’m coming or not, but Fox keeps slamming into me, and suddenly, I break open. The world explodes, and all my muscles seize. My hole clenches down hard on Fox’s cock, and I finally spray, shooting jet after thick jet against my chest and stomach.

Fox stays buried to his hilt. He holds me to his chest, his heart pounding against my back. “That’s right,” he coos, kissing my cheek. “That’s right.”

I squirm against him, aftershocks rolling through me. “You didn’t come,” I gasp. “You didn’t come yet.”

“Yeah.” Fox drags his hands over my chest, still buried deep. “Gonna get one more out of you.”

I wriggle down. My entire body is pulsating, and I can barely breathe. “Fox.” I paw at his face, stroking him, only able to say his name. “Fox.”

Carefully, slowly, Fox lifts me and spins me. His cock corkscrews in my hole, and I whimper as I clench down. Lovingly, Fox lays me on the couch, then takes my ankles up above his shoulders and kisses me.

“Nice and slow, cutie,” he encourages, then kisses me again. “Whenever you’re ready.”

He barely moves at first, rocking our bodies together, the motion good and aching and raw. I can’t possibly have another orgasm, but his cock is so thick inside me. I ride him, moving with his rhythm, and Fox’s breath goes shallow.

“Owen,” he rasps. My entire body is sensitive. Fox drags his hand across my chest and stomach, wetting himself with my come, then grabs my half-hard cock.

I moan, delirious. My body is trembling like the orgasm never stopped, and the blurry world spins around me.

“Fuck me,” I gasp, thrusting down from my hips. “Yeah, fuck me.”

Fox grinds his jaw. Sweat drips down his forehead, and I can feel him fighting off an orgasm as his throbbing cock stretches me and his precum drips from my hole. He wraps his fist around my cock, somehow hard again, and I fuck his slick grip as he plows me.

“Oh fuck,” I groan, bouncing from the force of it. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh Fox. Oh FUCK!”

He’s railing me, fucking me so hard, I don’t know how I’m taking it. I drag my hands over his hairy, sweaty chest, trapped in an extended, torturous, ecstatic orgasm.

Fox hitches me up suddenly, and our chests are pressed together as I sink down to his base. His thick cock fills me, and my hole squeezes like a vice.

He thrusts hard, buried in me, and lets out a guttural groan. Wet heat fills me, his fat load pumping into my hole, and my third climax ignites. I feel it everywhere at once, my fried nerves sizzling and hormones flooding my veins. With a moan, I latch my lips onto Fox’s mouth, then shoot in his fist, even more semen squirting out.

I collapse in his arms, and Fox holds me. My breath is so ragged, I feel like I’m crying. But he keeps stroking my back and kissing me, telling me how good I am.

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