Page 132 of In The Game

“Always so eager to be fucked,” he mutters, then speaks louder. “Just relax, take a slow breath.”

Breathing in and out, my shoulders droop into the mattress. With his palms gripping my hips, he pushes the crown inside me, and I turn my head to the side, resting it on the soft comforter while he stretches me.

“Breathe, baby.”

After another inhale, he pushes deeper. When he pauses, I glance back to see him shaking his head, disbelief painted on his face.

“Fuck me, you are so tight,” he growls. “I want to see you take every inch of my cock up your ass.” I grin and sigh.

He instructs me to breathe until he’s all the way inside.

“I’m going to move us.” He wraps his hands under me and moves so he’s sitting on the bed, and I’m straddling his lap, facing away from him. I glimpse at us in the mirror. The same mirror he finger-fucked me in front of a couple months ago. Now that I’m in his lap, I sink down a little lower and my eyes nearly roll back. I am absolutely engorged with his cock.

“Oh my god.” I sigh. “I’ve never been so full.”

“Not yet, but you’re about to be.” He reaches into the box and pulls out one of my vibrators.

Oh fuck.I was wrong, I may not be ready for this.

When the U-shaped toy comes buzzing to life, he holds me still while grazing it across my sensitive flesh. The vibrator provides clitoral and G-spot stimulation, and I shudder.

I turn my head to look at him, his jaw is clenched, but he takes a moment to stop and kiss me. His mouth is soft, yet firm.

“I love you, baby,” he says, his voice lower and more aggressive than usual. I love seeing this feral side of him. “

“I love you too.”

When the vibrations pass over that bundle of nerves again, I turn my face forward and lean back, resting my head on his shoulder. After coating the toy in my wetness, he plunges it inside me. My mouth drops open the same time he groans. “Fuck, I can feel it on my cock… Breathe, Ral.”

I take a deep inhale through my nose and squirm as I’m being overstimulated from every angle. He chuckles. “You’re trembling like you’re about to come. How’s that fullness now, baby?”

My legs aren’t trembling, they’requaking. “It’s more, so much more.”

Everything feels so beautifully excruciating and stings in the best way possible. I love being stretched like this. I moan, and my fingers dig into the forearm across my abdomen, securing my back to his chest.

“Mmm.” He points at the mirror and brings his face next to mine. “Tell me what you like.”

I look at myself, really look. And for the first time in a long time, I see what he sees. A small smile curls at the corner of my lips, and he notices my change in demeanor this time around.

My eyes are soft and sultry, lips swollen from his kiss. My hair is mussed from lying on my back earlier, but it’s a reminder of his mouth on me. The lace bra accentuates my full, heaving breasts. And my stomach and sides are striped with stretch marks, but they’re evidence of the months I carried our son. My parted thighs are thick but powerful. The curves on my hips are feminine and sexy.

“I’m beautiful,” I whisper.

He smiles bigger, and it’s hard to tell, but I think his eyes turn slightly glassy.

“That’s right, love.” He dips his chin to kiss my shoulder, and I can’t keep my eyes off us. This man has not only made me feel more loved than I ever knew, but he’s shown me how to love myself.

My sappy feelings are brushed aside as my body tingles. I sit up on my knees a little bit and sink back down again.

“Fuck,” he barks out. The muscles in his face are tense.

“Relax your jaw,” I remind him. I’m afraid he will crack a tooth. His mouth forms an O, and he blows out a long breath. “Good boy.”

He raises an eyebrow. “…Open your mouth.”

His right ring and middle fingers invade my mouth. Wrapping my lips around them, I suck. He whispers behind my ear, “I’m not yourgood boy,Raleigh. I’m your Bear.”

He bites the back of my neck, and the assault of pleasure in every hole makes the building pressure inside me burstlikea levee. I moan around his fingers and grind into him.

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