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“Babe, I’m gonna try a second finger, since you’re taking this one like a fucking slut already.”

“Get your fingers away from my ass, Mr North,” I barked, instead of agreeing with him, which I suddenly really wanted to do.

He groaned, suddenly sinking his teeth into one of my ass cheeks.

“Fucking hell, babe. You’re trying to make me blow my load, before I even get in there, but that’s not going to stop me. It won’t save you from your ass getting thoroughly dicked down, got it? I will sink my cock fully into this tight ass, and I will fuck it, because my whore bends over and fucking takes it, when I want sex, don’t you?”

God, yes. Screw arguing any longer, I’m all in, because he’s right. He’d make it feel amazing, and I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. I wriggled my ass at him.

“Maybe you won’t last long enough to fuck this sweet little ass, Mr North. Perhaps you’ll have to wait for another time. There’s no shame if you can’t go the distance.”

Torch chuckled again. “It’s like you want me to go straight for slamming my cock in this tight hole, slut. Is that what you want? You want me to stretch you out with my cock, instead of my fingers? I wouldn’t want to fail to ‘go the distance’ for you.”

Something wider stretched my ass, and I yelped, trying to pull away. Again, it didn’t hurt, but I wasn’t expecting it, despite his words.

“Relax, babe, it’s just two fingers. I might talk the talk, but I’m not taking any risks here.” Two fingers? He’s bigger than that, and he thinks he’ll fit in my ass? Dear god, how can I want this, and want to run from it, at the same damn time?

“Whoa, you’re sucking these in, like they’re your favourite fucking toy. I think you’re ready for my cock, babe. Lemme just lube him the fuck up.”

Too soon, his cock was pressing against my asshole, and I knew he was about to breach it, finding myself fighting the urge to clench, and keep him out, even though any fool knows the key to anal sex is trying to relax.

“Babe, breathe for me, or you’re gonna pass out, and I’ll have to keep going.”

“What?”

He laughed, slapping my ass cheek, before he went back to pressing them apart, and guiding his cock into my tight hole.

“You’re so easy to mess with, babe. Of course I’d stop, if you passed out. Where’s the fun in fucking someone who doesn’t respond? There we go, see how your ass just sucked my cock head in?”

Sucked it in? Like hell it did, that was all pressure from him, but it didn’t hurt. It felt strange, but I found myself starting to sink into that mindset again, letting him take what he wants, because I’m his to fuck, and own.

“That’s it, babe, that’s perfect, you’re relaxing into it,” Torch said, just as his body pressed against mine, and I realised his entire cock was buried deep inside my ass. It twitched, and I squeaked at the sensation, making him chuckle softly.

“How’s it feel, baby?”

“Like there’s a thick thing stuffed deep in my ass.” It twitched again, and I shuddered. Suddenly I wanted him moving, I wanted to feel his dick gliding back and forth, and stimulating those sensations I’d felt when he fingered me.

“Please,” I gasped out, and Torch pressed his lips against my shoulder, his fingers drifting from my hip across my stomach, and down to my clit. At the first brush of his fingers, a ripple of sensation caused me to flex, and my back arched, pushing my ass tighter against him, and he groaned.

“Yeah, time to fuck. I’ll start slow, but when I speed up, if it starts to hurt too much, just say and I’ll stop. No safeword needed, babe.” There was comfort in his words, and I nodded, dropping my head down to hang from my shoulders, as he pulled back and pressed deep again.Oh god. That shouldn’t feel so good. I was pushing back against him by the second thrust, and he chuckled again, leaning forward to sink his teeth into my shoulder.

“Knew you’d love my cock in your ass, babe, just like I knew you could handle my name on your skin. You’re all fucking mine now, every inch of you, every fucking part of you. I own your holes, just like I own your fucking soul.”

Slow glides became rapid, deep thrusts, then hard pounding, and I found myself pushing back each time, to take him as deep as possible. This shouldn’t feel so fucking good, but I wanted more and more of it.

His fingers on my clit sent an unexpectedly sudden shockwave of pleasure through me, as my orgasm crested and my arms weakened, dropping me down to my shoulders, with my face to the side.

Torch was carried with me, almost tipping over me, and his orgasm wrenched a harsh groan from him, as he held himself deep, and filled my ass with cum. My ass. My god, he was right; every part of me is his now.

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