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Harley

Two months later

“RideDaddy’scock,Angel…”

A deep growl rumbles from behind me as a slap brands my skin.

“Fuck, your ass looks incredible like this.”

Soft fingers stroke me, massaging away the sting, and I hum happily, sinking down, savoring the fullness and stretch as I rest one hand on Reed’s thigh, and cup his balls with the other, straddling him in reverse cowgirl.

“You say that when I’m on all fours and you’re behind me,” I pant, pressing his balls against my swollen clit so I can use them to grind on.

“It looks incredible like that, too,” he groans as I rise and sink back down onto him, moaning loudly.

Thank God Gracie Mansion is big enough that even if the night security team has arrived early for their shift, they won’t be able to hear us from downstairs.

“You know I’m christening the starfish one of these days, don’t you?” Reed eases two lubed fingers inside me, making me cry out louder as a new wave of arousal soaks us both.

“Your monster cock won’t fit. I’ve told you,” I pant as my inner thighs begin to tremble.

“Why do you think I do this? I’m warming you up.” He swirls his fingers around inside my ass, causing me to come unexpectedly with a scream.

“Reed,” I cry, struggling to force out his name as I convulse around him, relishing the feeling of coming around his long, thick length while his fingers press inside me, giving my body more to grip on to as I fall over the edge into spine-tingling pleasure.

It’s like he touches pleasure points inside me I never knew existed.

“See, Angel. You come extra hard on Daddy’s cock when my fingers are in your tight little asshole. Just think how good it’ll feel when I fill it with my cum.”

I bite my lip as my orgasm rolls into another.

Reed moans underneath me. “I love feeling you suck me in tight when you come.”

He circles his fingers again, and I squeeze my eyes shut as my vision blurs. “Reed,” I whimper.

“What do you want, Harls?”

“You,” I pant, my arms beginning to shake.

Reed takes his fingers back slowly. The sensation of him removing them makes my stomach clench.

He reaches for the damp facecloth on the nightstand, running it over his fingers and then discarding it.

“Come here.” He lifts me like I weigh nothing, his shoulder fully healed, and flips me onto my back beneath him. “Now get those knees up.”

His lips dust mine as I pull my knees up to my chest and drop my thighs open. Reed slides home in one deep thrust, forcing the air from my lungs as his eyes hold mine.

“You’re so fucking sexy.”

He pins my arms on either side of my head as he rises above me and thrusts. My mouth falls open as he fucks me deliciously hard and deep, his breath tangling with mine as we both moan and pant and cry out filthy encouragements to each other.

I force my legs apart as far as possible, inviting him deeper inside me.

“Your cunt is my happy place,” he groans, his eyes fixed on where my body is greedily sucking him in. He pushes forward and his balls thud against my ass cheeks, making me cry out louder.

“And your cock is…” My eyes roll back in my head, and I peel my spine off the bed to arch up toward him.

“My cock’s what?” he hisses through gritted teeth.


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