Page 51 of DeLucas After Dark

Spreading my legs wide, I climb up in the chair with him. He shifts me so that my legs are draped on either side of the chair, and my pussy and ass are spread wide.

“Don’t be afraid,” he says, still fisting his dick.

He slides the tip against my slit, and I moan, eager for him to be inside of me, yet fearful at once.

“Come on, baby,” he coaxes.

There’s a familiarity in his tone as though we’ve always been this way, and it’s that tone that relaxes me, soothes me, and convinces me to sink onto his dick. Instantly, I feel the stretching and the pain taking hold of me.

Biting my bottom lip until blood comes to the surface, I hop up quickly. Nick’s arm wraps around me, and he presses a kiss to my lips.

“Don’t be scared. I’ve got you,” he lures.

He presses himself inside of me, pushing and pushing until he’s a perfect fit.

“I’m not all the way in yet,” he says, deflating my excitement. “You’ve got to work it down further. Either drop down and take this dick or work your way back up and then down until he’s all inside of you.”

With all the work we just did, there’s no way that I want to move. I’m afraid that if I do, he’ll slip out, and we’ll have to do that shit all over again.

I lock an arm around his neck, press my forehead against his, and use my free hand to hold his dick to keep it from going all the way inside. Leaning forward, he bites my bottom lip and jerks my hand from between us. He holds that one hand above my head and then thrusts hard and fast inside of me.

“Shiddd!” I scream.

“Take this dick!” he barks back. “All of it!”

I swear it feels as if he’s ripping my insides, but foolishly, joy, excitement, and pride all swell together inside of me, welcoming the painful bliss he’s bringing. When his pounding inside of me soothes to a familiar comfort as if we were always this way, I finally take the reins and ride his dick.

I ride it to the ranch and back. Beautiful brown hair wet with sweat takes on a sheen that makes it appear onyx under the dim purple lighting in the room. My fingers cradle his face, loving the silken hairs on his cheeks and chin. His large hands cradle the back of my head, bringing me closer until our lips are sealed with a passionate kiss.

I want every sexual encounter to be just like this one. I wonder how I can have this man permanently. His deep, heavy thrusts inside of my wide-open cavern stake a claim that’s never been laid before. And when he rises from the chair with our bodies still intact, I know that I’m in trouble.

The way he loops my legs over his arms without allowing me to wrap them around his back opens me up wider than when I was on the chair. He pounds into me hard and strong. I feel as if he’s touching my uterus and working his way up to my lungs the way he snatches every breath.

“You’re having no mercy on my pussy!” I cry.

“Baby, I’m a muthafuckin’ savage!” he roars.

I’m on the brink of an orgasm now, and there’s no way that I can stop it. My pussy knows this. I know this. And he knows this.

“Let it go, Tesoro. Give me all that pussy. Drown this fucking dick with your cum,” he growls, and I do.

He slowly begins walking, and he locks me in a sultry kiss. I wonder what he’s going to do to release his orgasm. It’s no secret he’s been fighting all along to hold on to it, same as me.

When he lays me on the spanking bench and straps my wrists underneath and my ankles behind me, I begin to protest.

“Please don’t fuck me in the ass,” I beg as he walks around me and opens the cabinet.

Turning to glance over his shoulder, there’s a sneer on his lips and darkness in his eyes.

“You have no say over that body. That ass is about to be christened tonight,” he says, placing a ball gag back in my mouth when he returns.

Shit! I can tell by the way his dick bounces that he’s determined to go to no-man’s land. Nothing I can say or do will deter him.

When he kneels behind me, the gentle side of him briefly returns in the form of kisses against my ass, soft caresses, and tender squeezes. Then his tongue presses back there, bringing heat and arousal with it.

He moans into my ass, and I feel my pussy swelling again, this time with arousal so deep that I think I’ll cum at the feeling of his tongue in my ass. The moans and grunts he releases are even more passionate than when he ate my pussy or when he was buried inside of me.

“Oh, shit!” I scream as I begin to cream again.

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