Page 19 of Consumed By Desire

“You can talk, Bella,” he finally gives me permission.

“Legend, please,” I beg. “It hurts.”

“You can take it,” he tells me, sliding two fingers inside of me. It feels a little weird, but not painful.

“You gonna let me fuck this fat ass tonight, baby? Are you going to let your fiancé take your last hole?”

“Oh my god,” I say. His talking always gets to me, and he knows it. I don’t know if he has three or four fingers in my ass, all I know is I am full stuffed, and then I feel empty when he removes all his fingers from me.

“Don’t leave me like this, oh,” I moan out when he resumes rubbing my clit. I am so tired from being stretched out on this table and having my body played with to the brink of insanity. He rubs my clit with firm strokes, and I know if I don’t cum this time, I am going to ugly cry. The orgasm is on me before I can prepare for it, and I am screaming out my pleasure when I feel him pop inside my ass. I am out of my mind, not knowing what to do. The orgasm hasn’t stopped as a matter of fact, I think it might have gotten stronger from the intrusion. He has not stopped manipulating my clit as he steadily pushes inside until his balls are resting against the swell of my ass.

“I told you you’d take every inch. Now look at you. Looking beautiful with every inch firmly in your ass. Ready, baby?” he asks me, and all I can do is nod. “I have to hear it, Bella.”

“Yes, I’m ready,” I whisper and feel him pull almost all the way out before slowly sliding back in. I haven’t stopped cumming yet, but the intensity isn’t as sharp. I feel more oil sliding between my ass cheeks before he begins fucking my ass.

“Open for me, baby, loosen this tight ass up so I can fuck it like I want to,” he says, and I whimper. He pulls all the way out, and the next thing I feel is something being stuffed in my pussy, and then he turns it on, and I feel the vibrations run through my body. I am on my tip toes from the pleasure. He puts the head of his dick back at my asshole and pushes in to the hilt. His body keeps the vibrator firmly in my pussy as he lies across my back, caging me in with his body. I am completely surrounded by his body.

“I love you,” I babble out as he fucks my ass.

“I love you too, baby, more than you’ll ever know. You feel so good, so tight, wrapped around me.”

“You feel so good inside of me, I can’t wait to be your wife, Legend.”

“Do me a favor, baby,” he says while he grinds against my ass.

“Anything,” I say instantly.

“This dick is the best way to get you to cooperate. You like getting slutted out on this dick.”

“Only yours.”

“Damn right,” he tells me. “Marry me tomorrow,” he says, producing the ring seemingly out of thin air to slide it on my finger, and then he unties one wrist before untying the other.

“Legend,”

“Don’t think about it, Bella. Just say yes.”

“Yes,” I whimper.

“That’s my good girl. Look at us in the mirror. Look at your husband fucking you, owning you, loving you.” He is laying across my back looking at me through the mirror. His stare is so intense it brings tears to my eyes. I look at him and think of the nights we sat up talking until the sun began to rise. Or the times we would watch 90s sitcoms as he would oil my scalp or help me take my hair down. The times I would cook him dinner, and he would sit me on the counter in front of him and we would feed each other, I have never felt more safe, more loved, more seen, and better fucked in my life than I have since being with him. If he asked me to get married right now, the answer is going to be yes. Actually, it would be hell yes. There is no way I am going to let him slip through my fingers, no way in hell.

“Where are you, baby?” he asks me.

“I’m right here,”

“Where were you, baby?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, Bella, stay with me. Don’t leave me.”

“I’ll never leave you, Legend,” I sob out. He pulls out to the tip and slams back in, knocking the wind out of me.

“Oh fuck!” I scream, sucking in air that he knocks right back out with his next thrust. I have the hard table under me and his heavy body on top of me, leaving me nowhere to go. All I can do is lay there and take it. I am struggling to breathe from the sensations and emotions that are happening.

“Oh my god, oh god, oh shit!” I scream. I am shaking, struggling to breath when I feel his teeth sink into my back as he fucks my ass hard and the orgasm is threatening to render me unconscious.

“Look at me, Shannon,” he whispers in my ear gently the complete opposite of how he is fucking me, and I find his eyes in the mirror. “I got you, baby. You can let go. I will always catch you.” the orgasm hits before the last word is out of his mouth. I slap the table, clawing at it to try to find a port in the raging storm taking place inside of me. “Breathe baby, breathe,” he says, slowing down his thrusts. “You are beautiful on your worst day, but cumming on my dick, you are exquisite.”

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