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his tongue, but
when he moved away from her slit to the puckered rosebud of her
anus, she realized how exposed she truly was. His tongue circled
the tiny hole and sent new sensations shooting up her spine.
“Has Lucien ever taken you here?” he asked,
dipping a finger into her sopping cunt and then using the
lubricated digit to circle her anal passage.
“N…no,” she said, longing for the sweet
torture she was about to experience.
He slipped his finger in slowly and she felt
the tight passage stretch as his finger worked its way inside
her.
“You have a body made for loving. It would be
a shame not to take you every way possible. Do you know how tight
your ass would feel against my cock?”
She couldn’t answer. He’d slipped a second
finger inside the passage and was pushing and pulling, stretching
and lubricating the tiny hole, no doubt to accommodate his massive
cock.
“It feels different than a pussy. It’s not as
wet and there’s more friction, so every thrust is more
sensitive.”
“Mmmmm,” Chloe moaned. “Yessss.”
Antoine removed his fingers and gave the
cheek of her ass one last nip before settling on his knees behind
her. The veins in his cock were prominent and the head full and
red. His sac lay heavy between his thighs and the thought of
filling her with his come almost had him releasing too soon. His
hand rested on her hip and he took his shaft in his hand, rubbing
it up and down the wet lips of her pussy.
Chloe writhed and pushed against him, hoping
to feel the bulbous head enter her, but Antoine teased her with his
cock while rubbing her back, belly and breasts with his other hand.
He pushed into her slowly and he felt her walls close around him,
allowing his cock reluctant passage despite her wetness.
“God, you feel so good. So big,” she
moaned.
He felt the end of her womb and knew he could
go no further, so he pulled back slowly, grabbed her hips in each
hand and rammed himself to the hilt again and again.
“Fuck, Chloe, your pussy is squeezing me so
tight.”
Chloe was lost to everything except the
sensations in her cunt. His balls slapped against her ass and his
prick hit the sensitive spot inside her with every thrust. Her ears
buzzed until she thought she was surely drowning and her sight went
dark. He kicked her legs further apart and hunched over her so he
could reach her aching nipples, and he took each of them between
his fingers and clamped down.
Animal noises came from deep within as the
pulses started at the base of her spine, shooting through every
sensitive nerve ending she had until her pussy flooded Antoine’s
cock with an orgasm that left her close to death.
He slowed his thrusts and gave her a minute
to recover, kissing the nape of her neck and nibbling up and down
her spine. He pulled out of her, removed the pillows and turned her
to her back.
“Mmmm, what are you doing?” Chloe asked
sleepily.
“I’m not finished with you yet.”
“I can see that,” she said, eyeing the
glistening cock that had brought her so much pleasure. “What can I
do to help?”
“Just lay back and enjoy. My time will
come.”
He took a moment to study her in the soft
glow of candlelight. Several of the candles had already gutted
themselves out and the fire in the fireplace had died down to red
embers. Antoine didn’t know if it was afternoon or night, only that
he was destined to be with this woman. She was his match on every
level, though his gut clenched when he thought of what her answer
might be to his proposition.
“I love you, Chloe,” he said softly.
Her eyes grew big and filled with unshed
tears. He flicked and rubbed her clit with his fingers and suckled
her nipples once again, building her arousal until he knew she was
ready for what he had planned.
“Pull your knees to your chest,” he told her
and watched as she obeyed. He ran his finger down her swollen pussy
lips to the puckered star below, rubbing the moisture around and
inside. He grabbed the