Page 86 of Wallflower in Bloom

He grasped both and pressed her close to him, enjoying the heavy weight of them in his hands. “I love the thrill of it. The fantasy of taking what I want and leaving it all in you. Of fucking you hard and making you mine. Do you want to try that with me, Violet?”

He pinched her nipples, pulling out her tits so he could see them.

“Yes,” she groaned. “I love reading breeding kinks because I love doing something bad. Being used and wanted.”

He sucked a spot on her neck as his hand dove into her panties again. The need to claim her was a desperate physical craving inside him. He circled her clit faster. He wanted her dripping and begging for him. “God, I want you so fucking much, minx. I want to come in that tight little pussy and fill you up. Make you mine. Breed you.”

“Now,” she demanded, her hands in his hair as he nipped her earlobe.

He dug his fingers into her hips, squeezing all the softness there. He’d never wanted to fuck someone so badly.

He grabbed the plug. “I’d love to use this with you.” He’d dreamed of seeing her get fucked from each side after she’d read her book. “Can you be a good minx and be fucked in two holes?”

She nodded slowly, eyes excited.

“Bend over then, and show me how well you take it.”

He bent her over the workbench and pulled her shorts and panties down so they were still on her thighs. “Spread your legs, love.”

She was bent over the low table, naked except for the shorts that had hastily been pulled down. They looked so sexy there. Like he’d walked in and taken her, was only there to mate with her.

There was something so filthy about having her naked where anyone could walk in. Where they’d see who she really was. A sexy, greedy girl who he adored.

He loved how her breasts lay against the table, heavy in perfect pools. Her belly was soft and round, and he wanted to squeeze it, cherish it.

He held the small bottle of lube and ran some along his finger, then leaned over her, covering her naked back with his body.

“You want to be bad, don’t you, minx? Want to be fucked in any hole I can come in,” he whispered in her ear.

“Need you. I want it all,” she murmured.

He circled his finger around the tight rim of her ass as his other hand went back to her clit.

Violet moaned as he slowly dipped his finger into her ass, exploring the tight circle of nerve endings.

“More,” she sobbed.

“Someday, you’ll take a cock right here while I fuck you.”

She sucked in a breath. “Yes. Just like that.” He moved his finger in further. She let out a moan, and her hand went to her breast. God, he’d come right here if he kept thinking about what it would be like to take her here, feeling her so tight for him.

“You’re doing so good. Such a good little minx for me.” He lubed the plug.

Any gif, any video on his phone would never compete with her bent over and naked, pushing against him as he nudged the anal plug into her. He watched it sink in slowly past the rim as she cried out his name.

“So full. So good.” She bit her lip, and his cock twitched. Her eyes locked with his. “Again.”

“That’s my girl.” He slowly pulled out the plug with one hand while his other continued to tease her clit. She bucked against his hand as he slowly slid it back in past her rim.

“Need you in me,” she ground out. Her legs had started to shake from pleasure. “I want to make you feel so good.”

“Love, I’ve nearly come from the sight of you bent over and dripping. You’re doing so good. Touch that wet clit for me.”

He unbuckled his pants and palmed his cock. It was already leaking at the tip. She’d been torturing him for fucking ages with her delicious, sweaty body. He kept his pants on, loving how it felt to only undo them a bit. To make it feel like this was wrong and dirty, and he was taking her as fast as he could.

He guided himself to her entrance. The sweet little palm fronds of the plug were visible, and the minute he eased the tip into her tight pussy, he knew he wouldn’t last long. The sight of her was too much.

He pushed into her a little more. “Fuck me, you’re so tight,” he cursed. It was like he’d slid home into perfection. Into bliss that was his to claim.

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