“Please, I need more,” I beg.
“Will you do as you’re told?”
His question surprises me, and I look at him, confused. “What do you mean?”
Highway smiles. He moves down my body, his tongue going between my folds, where he licks and sucks. The orgasm is almost upon me. This man knows what he’s doing—I’m about to shatter into a million pieces. With both hands wrapped in his hair, I spread my legs wider, holding him in place.
Highways stops and sits back on bended knees. “Will you do as you’re told?” he asks once more as his fingers move in and out of me.
This time, there’s no hesitation. I nod as his thumb applies pressure to my clit, and all rational thought leaves me.
“Say it,” he demands.
“Yes.”
Highway stands and lets his jeans fall to the floor. He’s perfect. All muscle, tattoos, and a huge cock which is hard and glistening on its tip.
“Will you do as you’re told?” he asks again.
“Yes, I’ll do as I’m told.”
A smile spreads across his face as he strokes himself up and down. “Good girl.”
He bends and kisses from my knee to my pussy, where he brings me once again to the brink. This time, he doesn’t stop, and my orgasm washes through me. I then feel him push his way inside as his thumb applies pressure to my clit. The waves of ecstasy keep coming as he pounds into me.
“So. Fucking. Tight.” Highway grunts. “And now you’remine.”
I’m on fire as he fucks me. His huge cock hits the right spot with every thrust. Every kiss and grunt intensifies the sensations sweeping through me. Our bodies are slick with sweat as we move in unison. Highway pulls out, stands, grabs my ankles, drags me down the bed, and then flips me over.
“On your knees.”
I do as I’m told and go up on all fours. Slowly, he pushes himself inside me, then just as slowly, he pulls out. Highway then moves faster, and my arms shake as he goes deeper.
“Yes,” I cry out.
“Harder?”
“Yes!”
Highway’s cock keeps hitting me just right. I need to move and find another release.
Rocking back, I match his pace. The sound of our bodies colliding and the occasional grunt fills the room. My orgasm courses through my veins, and I come so hard I cry out his name.
“Good girl,” he growls.
Highway thrusts inside me one last time as his seed fills me.
We are locked together. My body is a quivering mess, and when he pulls out of me, I cry out. Overwhelmed, a sob escapes me and then another. My arms and legs are locked in place, unable to move. Tears course down my cheeks as I try to control my emotions and this feeling of finding my perfect mate. It’s then that something warm touches my pussy and ass. He’s cleaning me with a washcloth.
“It’s okay,” he whispers. “Sometimes it can feel very intense.”
I nod, unable to do anything else.
Highway lies on the bed and drags me up so I’m lying on his chest. His fingers stroke my hair and back as I lay there, not moving or speaking.
Exhausted and sated, I fall asleep in his arms, feeling protected, cared for, and well and truly fucked.
ChapterFour
