Page 47 of West Bound

His fist loosens its grip on my hair and he gently pushes my head down until my face is pressed against the pillow. I have a deep feeling that housekeeping is going to be wondering how the hell an imprint of my face ended up on the pillowcase.

With my legs still clenched tightly together, I feel Phoenix spread my ass cheeks wide then impale me with his rock hard cock.

“Aaauuuah,” I mumble into the fluffy pillow.

Phoenix plows into me and I seem impossibly tight. “Oh Jesus help me. This fucking woman,” he calls out to the sky.

His hips slam against my ass, the sound exploding through the otherwise silent room. Heavy balls swing and connect with my backside like a pendulum. Fingertips press into my hips and no doubt I will wear them for the days to come.

“You wanna come, baby girl?” he grunts.

I nod my head into the pillow, too overwhelmed with pleasure to lift my head.

“Answer me with words, Vivian. Do. You. Want. To come?” He takes a fistful of my hair and lifts my head up.

I gasp for air and feel sweat coating my face.

“Y-yes. Make me come.”

“Say please, Peaches.”

“P-pl…ooooh,” I moan as he continues to ram into me with a force that has my lids rolling open and closed. “Please make me come.”

“Mmmm. Good girl,” is the last thing I hear before my face is pushed back down and my ass is slapped.

I clench my teeth with the sting but I also absolutely love it. I don’t know where this sub little bitch has been hiding, but it looks like Phoenix has found her.

He pumps into me and reaches around to pinch my clit in one hand, and uses his thumb on the other hand to probe my puckered hole. He hits a trifecta and my orgasm roars through me.

“Yes. Like tha-yes. Fuck! Phoenix!” My body begins to float and the world around me falls silent.

I’m completely blissed out. I think I’ve reached Nirvana because I have never experienced such a euphoric high like I am in right now. A sea of white light surrounds me and I feel lightheaded like I truly am levitating in another atmosphere.

Just as quickly as it came, color begins to fill the serene white and the sensation of my body being thrown around like a rag doll brings me back to life. I greedily suck in air and blink my eyes open to confirm that this is indeed real life.

“Oh fuck, Peaches,” Phoenix grits out between clenched teeth.

I find myself on my back now and my legs are held straight up in the air by one of his hands on each ankle. He holds them wide and pummels into me like a man wild and out of control. One more thrust and he’s coming with a roar, powerful and beastlike. The fingers that previously dug into my ass grip my ankles with a strength that feels like he could snap them like the wishbone from Thanksgiving’s turkey.

When we’re both drained and heaving, our bodies coated with sweat, I let my head fall to the side and find Phoenix already staring at me with dreamy eyes.

“For the record, I still hate you.” My voice is raspy and my throat dry.

“No you don’t, Peaches.” Phoenix reaches over and grips my jaw in his hand and kisses me hard. “Get up. Shower,” he orders and slaps each of my breasts before leaping off the bed and racing to the bathroom.

“Jackass,” I shout after him.

And what an ass it is.

I’m gonna hate myself in the morning for this. I just know it. But for now, I’ll pretend that I’m simply lost in a dream.

“Get your ass in here! I’m not finished with you yet.”

Well okay then.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

VIVIAN

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