Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“I think you can take a third now,” Briggs says gruffly before forcing a third finger into my tight hole.
Groaning at the intrusion, I try to wiggle away from him, but Briggs has such a hold on me that I only manage to move a few inches before settling back down.
“Fight all you want, little bird. I like your struggle.” He pumps his three fingers in and out of me, the lube easing the way.
All I can do is lie there and take it until the uncomfortable feeling turns into something more. The more I relax into his touch, the more erotic it feels. Pressure blooms in my core, making me wonder if I can come just by having my ass fucked.
Briggs suddenly pulls his fingers out, making me frown into the pillow.
“I think you’re stretched out enough now,” Briggs says. “Are you ready for my cock?”
“I don’t know…” I’m still unsure if it’s going to fit.
Briggs must not be worried because I can hear him unzipping his pants behind me. Worry plagues my mind when I feel the smooth tip of his cock between my butt cheeks. That worry turns into full-blown fear as he slowly pushes into my tight hole.
I try my best to stay relaxed, but his cock is so much bigger than his fingers. He breaches through the tight ring of muscle and thrusts further inside. I hiss at a sharp pain as Briggs stretches me. Inch by inch, he forces himself into my ass until his pelvis rests against my heated skin.
“Fuck, bird. You are taking me so well.” Briggs leans over me, peppering small, open-mouthed kisses across my shoulder.
He keeps himself buried inside of me for a moment, letting me adjust to his size. When he starts moving again, there is no more pain, only fullness.
Briggs snakes an arm around me. Shoving his hand between our bodies, he finds my aching clit. A moan falls from my lips as he begins to rub small circles over my small bundle of nerves.
Pleasure builds inside my core once more while he fucks my ass and plays with my clit. I can feel my core tighten and apparently, Briggs can too.
“Fuck, bird. Are you going to come while I’m buried in your ass?”
“Yes,” I groan, feeling my second orgasm approaching.
Briggs picks up speed. He thrusts into my ass at a rapid pace while furiously rubbing my clit, pressing his fingers down so hard it almost hurts.
I find my release seconds later. Unlike my first one, this one builds slower and lasts longer. My whole body tightens, every muscle in my body stiff as pleasure ripples through my body for what feels like minutes.
“That’s it, I knew you would like this,” Briggs says into the shell of my ear while I slowly come down from my massive orgasm.
I’m barely aware of Briggs removing his finger from my clit. He grabs my hips on both sides and fucks me hard. My body is so limp now, I feel like a rag doll he is using as a fuck toy.
Crazy enough, I don’t mind. After the release he just gave me, he can do whatever he wants to me. I guess he does that either way.
He fucks my ass violently for a few strokes before he comes with a roar. He stills deep inside of me, and I can feel his cock pulse against my used inner walls as he comes.
Briggs collapses on top of me, and I enjoy the weight of his body like a heavy blanket. We lie there for a few minutes, both catching our breaths, before he slowly peels himself off me. He disappears into the bathroom and returns a moment later with a washcloth in his hands. He cleans me up with the warm cloth, his gentleness in stark opposition to the way he just fucked me.
Through everything, I don’t move. I just lie there, letting him rub the sticky come off my skin.
“Are you okay?” he asks, surprising me with his question. I don’t think he’s ever asked me that before.
“Yeah… this was just intense,” I admit.
“You did well. I knew you would come.” He throws the washcloth somewhere next to the bed. “You like a little pain.”
“I guess I do.” I can’t believe I’m admitting this, but it’s true.
“But you also like to cuddle after.” Briggs rolls me onto my side and cuddles up behind me.
“I do,” I say, wiggling closer to him.
He slings an arm around me, and I let my eyes fall shut. I think I need a little nap after this passionate encounter.
28
BRIGGS
“Just relax. I’m telling you, it’ll be fine.” She is so easily spooked. I mean, I already knew that. It’s not like I’ve never taken advantage of it. But when I tell her she has nothing to worry about, I expect her to believe me. Obviously, she doesn’t.