29. Chapter 29 #3
Sasha chuckled. “I’ll take you here, but not today.”
Not giving me a moment to breathe, he positioned his cock at my entrance and drove all nine inches home in one stroke.
“Holy shit!”
My body jackknifed up in a reflexive move, but he pushed me back down with little effort. Although I was wet for him, my walls still had to stretch to accommodate his size.
Of course, he wasn’t just drop-dead gorgeous, he was hung like a horse too. I certainly wasn’t complaining.
“Oh, fuck yes,” Sasha moaned.
Sparks of pleasure raced down my spine, fanning the flames already burning in my core into a fucking wildfire consuming every inch of my body. He hooked his arms under my knees once more, his hands palming my ass, and started fucking me ruthlessly.
Lifting my hips off the bed, he set a brutal pace. His balls smacked off my ass with every thrust and it wasn’t long before they were coated in my arousal.
My legs were spasming, and I could already feel the familiar pressure building as my pussy pulsed traitorously.
We’d barely been at it for a minute, but the combination of the position, the way he handled me, and the visual component of his unreal body and him wearing his mask for me was too much. It was goddamn overkill.
How was a girl supposed to survive this unholy trinity? The mask alone was enough to make me combust instantly.
Sasha lifted my hips off the bed; the vein running along his bicep stood out as he thrust into me. He changed the angle, repeatedly hitting my G-spot, and I was already going past the point of no return when he started moaning.
Guttural, raspy moans.
There was nothing, and I repeat nothing, sexier than a man making any sort of involuntary noises when they were fucking you.
“Sasha!” I cried out as the first wave of my orgasm hit me.
My toes curled and I thrashed around in his grip, my pussy clamping down on his cock. He gave a surprised grunt, and his fingers dug into the globes of my ass to hold me in place while I rode the waves of pleasure, no doubt leaving marks.
“Damn, baby. So needy for me, aren’t you? I didn’t know you needed to be fucked that badly, or I would’ve taken care of you sooner,” he cooed. “I wish you could see yourself right now. The way your cunt looks stretched around my cock is fucking everything.”
Sasha lazily rolled his hips, drawing out the waves of pleasure. Before I could fully recover, he placed his hands on my knees and pushed them back so far, they were damn near my fucking ears.
“Fucking hell! Are you trying to pull all my muscles simultaneously?”
He snorted behind his mask, leaning forward to put more of his weight on me.
“Aw, don’t tell me you can’t take it? Don’t worry, it’s gonna be alright.
I’m gonna take care of you.” Settling his knees on the mattress, he brought his masked face right up to mine, his thumb swiping over my lower lip gently.
“Now be a good little slut and take my cock.”
My mouth fell open in indignation. “You—”
He put all his weight behind the next thrust, effectively pressing the air out of my lungs and all I got out was a choked moan.
“That’s what I’m fucking talking about,” Sasha groaned huskily. “Your cunt is strangling me, Little Devil. I’m going to dump my load so fucking deep in you, it’ll be dripping out for hours.”
The way he had my body pinned to the bed left me almost entirely immobile. He pounded into me with brutal abandon, bottoming out with every stroke. I couldn’t utter a word; only broken moans and desperate little whimpers escaped my lips.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby. Take this fat cock!”
Sweat glistened on his sculpted chest in the sunlight streaming in through the glass fronts. The barely audible grunts and moans coming from behind the mask spurred me on. My last orgasm had been mere minutes ago, yet I could already feel the next one approaching.
My head rolled from side to side as the little control I still had began to slip away. Still breathless and thus speechless, the only indication of my impending climax was the pitch of my moans.
Sasha’s breaths were coming out in harsh pants now, but he never let up. He pounded into me with reckless abandon until the second orgasm took hold of me.
The first one had been like a wave. This one hit me like a fucking freight train.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head, my legs locked up and my pussy clamped down on his cock like a vise. I gave a muffled, high-pitched moan and surrendered to the pleasure as I plunged into the abyss.
“Goddamn!” Sasha moaned, throwing his head back without breaking his rhythm.
Black edged my vision and there was a faint ringing sound in my ears. I was nearly delirious with pleasure, but not out of it enough to miss the way his thrusts turned choppy and his abs contracted.
“Fuck, yes, baby! Gonna fill my slutty cunt with so much fucking cum, it’s gonna spill out around my cock. Here it comes!”
A tremor shook his body and he slammed home with a brutal thrust, his head falling back and a guttural moan ripping out of his throat. “Yeah, that’s right. Look at you taking my whole load.”
He pumped his hips with each twitch of his dick, with each spurt of cum.
When he was finally spent, he straightened up, allowing me to drag in a full breath.
“Holy shit,” I murmured hoarsely, staring at him in awe.
Sasha yanked off his mask, his face covered in sweat, breathing heavily, and yet he had never looked sexier. Rogue strands of hair fell across his forehead and he brushed them away, shooting me a smirk.
“Holy shit,” he echoed. His half-hard dick slipped out of my pussy and with it, a torrent of cum.
Sasha made a disapproving sound and leaned down to kiss me, pushing the sticky mixture back in and fucking the cum into me with two fingers. I mewled into his mouth.
“If you aren’t up for another round,” I panted, “you should probably stop now.”
He growled playfully against my lips. “Little Devil, I’m always up for another round with you.”