Page 21 of Bet on Me

My pussy clenched, and I let out a moan. “Oh, Drew. Sir. Oh god.”

“That’s right, baby. Whose are you?” He slipped his finger in and out. His thumb found my clit.

“Yours, Sir. I’m yours. Always.” There was no one else, nothing else in the world right now.

“Good girl.” He slid a second finger inside me and curled them both against my g-spot. He pressed the heel of his hand against my clit. “Come for me, baby.”

I came, gasping. I’d never come so quickly or on command. My mind was still spinning as he pulled his fingers out, leaving me empty.

I watched Drew through heavy-lidded eyes while he pulled off his pants and his boxers, revealing his erection. He gripped it and ran his hand up and down as he stared at me.

His cock was long, hard. A drop of pre-cum glistened at the tip. It was bigger than anyone I’d been with. Fuck, it was going to hurt.

I wanted it to.

“Please,” I whispered. I didn’t even know what I was begging for.

He smiled darkly. “Yeah, baby. You need this. Move back.”

I moved further back on the bed. He positioned himself over me.

I couldn’t tear my gaze away from that cock.

“You still sore from yesterday, kitten?”

I swallowed hard, nodding. I was still sore. Even his fingers inside me had hurt a little, in a good way.

I wasn’t sure that would be the case with this.

“Good.” His gaze darkened. “I’m not small, baby. This is going to be a tight fit.”

He reached to the side of the bed and grabbed a foil packet. He tore it open and sheathed himself in one smooth, practiced motion.

His cock notched at my entrance. I pushed up, needing him inside me.

“Uh-uh, baby. I’m in control here.” Drew pressed my hips down to the bed and pinned them there. He pressed inside me an inch.

My pussy stretched around him. I whimpered as he moved forward another inch, then another.

I needed more.

Then he thrust forward in one movement and buried himself completely in me.

“Oh, God. I’m so full.” I groaned. The stretch hurt, but it felt so good.

“Hold on, baby.” He pulled back slowly until just the tip was inside me, then thrust forward again. He gripped my wrists in one of his large hands and pinned them above my head as he moved back and forth, going faster.

I’d never come from just sex before, but the fullness, the stretch, and something about him drove me to another climax. He reached between us and pinched my clit, and I shattered, screaming his name.

“Good girl.” Drew slowed, moving lazily back and forth inside me as I came down from my orgasm.

I groaned as he pulled out. Had he come already?

Drew pulled my ankles to flip me to my belly. Something cold, slippery touched my back entrance. I clenched involuntarily. His finger coated my bottom hole with lube, then slipped inside.

I gasped. “Drew? I—“

He pulled his finger out and slapped my ass hard. “That’s Sir to you, baby.”

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