Chapter 14
ELLIE
He did. Oh God, did he ever. He stripped me bare, got his mouth on my pussy again. This time, he added one finger inside me. Deeper than ever. Then another.
“Trig!” I cried, thrashing on his bed as he worked me to one orgasm.
Then he added a second finger and brought me to another one. I was so wet I could hear it.
By the time he added a third finger, I was sweaty and so ready for more that I grabbed his hair and tugged hard.
He came up over me, smiling. His mouth was slick. So was his beard. I felt the hard length of him against my thigh.
“What’s the matter, sugar? Need my dick?”
I nodded. “Yes. Please.”
With one hand, he pushed my thigh up and back. With the other, he reached between us and lined himself up with my entrance.
“This is it, sugar. This makes you mine.”
Then he slid in. Slowly, oh so slowly.
His eyes held mine the entire time.
I shifted and clenched, tried to adjust to being filled and stretched so obscenely.
He kept right on filling me. More and more and–
“Trig.”
“Halfway in, sugar.”
Halfway?
I nodded, then he thrust deep in one final push.
“Oh my God,” I moaned. My hands clawed at his biceps. My hips tried to shift but they were pinned down.
“Such a good girl,” he growled. “Look how well you take me.”
“So full,” I moaned. It didn’t hurt, but I was uncomfortable. I couldn’t believe all of him fit!
He pulled back and slid in, my arousal easing the way.
My eyes widened and he grinned.
“Like that?”
“Yes.”
He did it again. And again until I was lost. My eyes fell closed.
Trig fucked me so thoroughly that we slid up the bed. I had to put a hand on the headboard to stay in place.
He reached between us and touched my clit.
That was all it took, the brush of his finger and I came.
I screamed. Thrashed. Clenched and rippled around him.
One thrust, then another and he followed me over with a deep bellow.
Hot spurts of cum filled me. Overflowed.
I grinned and opened my eyes. “That’s what I’ve been missing?”
He stroked my sweaty hair back, not seemingly interested in pulling out. I thought guys were supposed to soften, but Trig was still hard and thick inside me.
“My good girl likes getting fucked?” He rocked his hips and it felt so good.
I nodded. “Again.”