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“Shhh. You’re okay. I’m here. I’m not going to hurt you, Baby Girl. I just need you to open for me. Let me in, baby.”
“Oh God,” I whispered. I sucked in a sharp breath. How had I forgotten how thick he was? But God, I wanted this. I wanted to feel him deep inside, stroking the places only he could fill. With my slow exhalation, the tip of his thick erection slid inside. Slowly, his breathing went ragged he gave me another inch, then retreated. Repeating that action, again and again until I finally relaxed.
“Fuck yes,” he whispered, his gaze locked on mine. “That’s my good girl, relaxing enough to take me. We just need to get you used to owning my cock again. Letting me make you feel good. Is that what you want, Ness? For me to keep making you feel good? Remember to use your words, baby.”
He gave me another two inches and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. “Yes, please. Like that.” Tugging my hair back, he drove up and sank his full eight inches home.
We both moaned in unison as I adjusted to his size. "Fuck, Gwen," he groaned out, pulling me down onto him fully.
My breath hitched at the fullness, the sensation so strong it literally took my breath away. "Atticus!" His name ripped from my lips in a gasp of pleasure and surprise.
"That's it, love," he purred, his hand gripping my hips as he lifted me slightly before pulling me back down onto him fully. The movements were slow at first, allowing me to adjust to his size before he increased the pace.
"God, Gwen, your cunt is so tight," he praised grittily into my ear. His hands moved from my hips to my breasts, his fingers playing with my nipples while his cock continued to thrust deep inside me. "Tell me how it feels," he rasped, his breath hitching as I clenched around him. The words were caught in my throat, dissolved by the wave of pleasure that washed over me.
"It's… so good," I finally muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. His hand released my breast to slide down between our bodies, seeking the swollen bud hidden in the crevice of my cleft.
"Say it better," he demanded, his finger circling my clit in tandem with his thrusts. "Don't make me fuck an answer out of you. Be a good girl and tell me how much you’ve missed my cock. Ask me if he’s missed you? I can show you how much."
I shuddered, feeling the familiar pressure building inside me. "It's incredible. You're so thick… and big…" I gasped out as he picked up his pace, the couch creaking under our combined weight.
His fingers moved deftly between us, teasing and tormenting me until I could barely think straight. With his free hand, he moved his fingers down to my backside, gently circling and teasing my asshole.
"Atticus!" I yelped out when he pressed one finger in slowly. The familiar sensation made me jerk as I remembered how he'd made me come like this the last time we were together.
"Shush, love. You don't want anyone to hear you and come find us. Then everyone will know how well you take my cock and my fingers. And this is just for me," he commanded softly as he stopped teasing my clit and swatted a hand over my ass, his voice a low growl in my ear. "You know you like it. Tell me you like it," he insisted, even as his finger pushed deeper into the tight ring of muscles.
He knew exactly what he was doing to me. And I was too far gone to care. "I-I like it," I confessed, gasping as he withdrew his finger only to push back inside again.
"That's my girl," he praised, his voice soft and full of satisfaction. As I leaned back and rode every one of his eight inches and his finger, he leaned forward taking a nipple between his lips.
Feeling his wet mouth on the sensitive nub was like an electric shock that sent waves of pleasure coursing through my veins. "Yes, Atticus," I moaned, clutching his head to me for support.
He smacked my ass again, and that sent another wave of desire through me. "That's for running away," he muttered around my nipple.
Crack.
"Oh God, Atticus."
"That's for tormenting me in my dreams," he whispered as he used his teeth on my tender flesh.
My hand moved to grasp at his hair, tugging slightly as I rode him hard and fast. The double sensation of him inside both my holes too much for me to handle.
His pace never wavered. His finger continued to tease the ring of my anus, applying just enough pressure to make me squirm on his lap, the motion driving his dick even deeper.
Suddenly, the coiling pressure inside me threatened to burst. "Atticus, please."
"The way you squeeze around me is so fucking indescribable. Especially as you're about to come. I feel it around my finger too. One day, I'll have your sweet little ass coming around my cock."
"Atticus, I'm—" My words were cut off as my climax ripped through me. The strength of it had my body shaking, clenched tight around Atticus's hard length and his probing finger.
"That's it," he murmured, his voice rough with arousal. "Come for me, Gwen." He guided me through the waves of pleasure, encouraging me with dirty whispers in my ear. "Mine," he groaned.
With a final shudder, I collapsed on top of him as he gently removed his finger from my backside, causing a small gasp to escape my lips.
"Fuck, Gwen," he groaned out as he felt me tighten around him. His thrusts became erratic as he sought his own release. The hand on my ass worked furiously as he worked through the aftershocks of my orgasm.
Taking a deep breath, he steeled himself. And with one last plunge, he groaned loudly as he came deep inside me. My inner walls clenched rhythmically around him, milking him of every last drop.
