I scream again, calling for him. The pleasure that takes me claims me the same way he does. His cock plunders into me over and over again, then he just stops, and I feel his length pulsing inside me. I don’t know what he’s doing.
Why would he stop?
His fingers run over the tight rosette of my asshole, and holy fuck, it feels good. He presses inside but lingers at the entrance and pulls me closer to him with his free hand.
“Has anybody ever taken you here, Bellissima?” he asks, and my mouth falls open.
“No,” I manage.
“I want to take you there, baby. Will you let me?”
The thought of him owning a piece of me that no one has is what races through my mind. It would be me giving myself to him in every way.
“Yes,” I answer.
“Are you sure, baby? You can tell me no. I’m just being a greedy bastard, wanting all of you for myself.”
His words seep into me. I’ve never felt more wanted or desired. “I want you. I want you to take me.”
He pulls out and moves around to face me. He takes the nipple clamps off, and I’m so numb I barely feel that they’re gone.
He goes back to position himself behind me and rubs my juices from my pussy over my asshole. It feels like there’s a lot.
He presses a finger in, and I gasp, then his fingers are replaced with the fat head of his cock.
It feels weird when he pushes in at first. It feels like I’m being stretched in an awkward way, but then he slides in, and fucking hell… holy fuck…
“Fuck!” I cry, and he does just that. He starts to fuck my ass, and every pump pushes me closer to the edge.
It’s the edge of reality. I see it before me, and then I fall into an abyss of raw, carnal pleasure that seizes me. It feels like invisible claws holding me in place as he fucks me.
I know we won’t last. There’s no way. It feels far too good to hold on to forever, like a taste of undiluted passion, and it’s all we can manage.
We both come, and he fills up my passage with hot cum.
The sensation is unlike any other. It spikes the infernal heat roiling within me, and like fire being thrown on gasoline, I combust.
He has to hold me up as I lurch forward, completely drained.
I’m exhausted, but the mind-numbing experience has blown me away. I understand now why people refer to normal sex as vanilla. I get it. If you can have mind-blowing sex like what we just had, it changes you and raises the bars to a whole new experience.
James was right when he told me I have a dark side. I do. I love what he does to me.