“Not yet, angel. Patience.”
With that, he spins me around, my back to his front, and starts massaging me everywhere. His large, calloused hands squeeze my breasts, my hips, my soft, round belly that I’ve always been a little self-conscious of. Wilder has made it clear he loves every inch of me.
His hands trail lower, teasing my pussy lips. My clit throbs in time with my heartbeat, begging him to do something about the unbearable ache he’s created.
“Wilder…” I moan, wiggling my hips in an attempt to get him to touch me where I need him most.
“Not yet,” he murmurs again, licking the shell of my ear before trailing kisses down my neck and shoulder.
His hard cock digs into my ass, so I wiggle a bit more until I feel his length nestle between my cheeks. Wilder groans and rotates his hips, grinding his thick shaft against my ass.
“God, please, Wilder,” I beg. My legs shake, and I lean forward to brace myself against the wall.
A low growl rises from deep in Wilder’s chest, vibrating through me and nearly making me come on the spot. He grips my left leg under my knee and lifts it so my foot rests on a bench in the corner of the shower I didn’t notice earlier.
“That’s it. Fuck, I love when you’re spread out for me.” He continues touching every inch of me, caressing my thighs and widening my stance a bit.
Wilder gives a satisfied grunt, which makes me giggle. My laughter is cut off when his cock slides up and down my slit. He taps my clit, nearly sending me over the edge. I’m so damn sensitive and ready to come that I think I might die if he doesn’t get inside me this second.
“I’ve got you, Ari,” he murmurs, lining himself up with my entrance.
I expect him to thrust inside me and fuck me hard. I know he’s as desperate for me as I am for him. But Wilder slowly inches inside, prolonging the sweet pain deep in my core. He grips my hips, holding me in place as he stretches me open. I hold my breath as he slides home, hitting the very end of me.
“Fucking Christ,” he whispers. “I’ve missed you so damn much.”
Wilder pulls out just as slowly, making me whine. I open my mouth to tell him to fuck me already, but then he slams his thick dick all the way inside, making me come instantly.
He wraps his arms around me, holding me up as I spasm around his cock. He fucks me through it, hammering into meover and over as I continue to convulse and cry out his name. He grips the inner thigh of my leg that’s propped up, spreading me wider and angling my hips so he’s hitting my G-spot with every thrust.
“Y-y-yesss…” I manage to hiss as I pound my fist against the wall and throw my head back against his shoulder.
Wilder wraps his hand around my throat, keeping my head tilted back as he splits me open with his dick. “So fucking tight for me, love,” he grits.
I whimper in response, already feeling another orgasm rushing to the surface. He must sense it, too. He keeps a firm grip on my neck, which is hot as fuck, trailing his other hand down my body to circle and pinch my clit.
My orgasm slams into me, hard and fast, ripping a scream from my lips. Wilder growls and ruts into me, rubbing furious circles over my swollen, pulsing clit. A painful, delicious pleasure takes over every part of my body as I come again for him, sobbing his name.
Wilder pulls out and spins me around, crashing his lips down on mine as he lifts me and spears me with his cock. I wrap my legs around his hips and hang on for dear life as he pins me to the wall and fucks me like a man possessed.
“Mine, mine, fuckingmine. Say it, Ari. Tell me, beautiful.”
“Y-yours,” I whisper, my voice scratchy from screaming his name.
“Louder,” he growls.
“I’m yours!” I cry out, writhing in his arms.
Wilder roars and bites my shoulder as he comes, marking me, claiming me, fucking me raw. I gasp and open my mouth in a silent scream, my entire body pulsing, tensing, stretching...and then collapsing in on itself as my orgasm ravishes me from the inside out.
I swear Wilder comes again, shooting his cum deep inside me in forceful bursts.
I drag air into my lungs in short breaths, trembling in Wilder’s arms as he keeps me pinned to the wall. I comb my fingers through his hair while he nuzzles into my shoulder, kissing over the spot where he bit me.
“Fuck, are you okay? I think… I think I bit you,” he says in shock.
“So good,” I pant. “S-ssoooo good.”
Wilder looks at me, his eyes dark as a deep growl rumbles through him. I think he may fuck me again, but then his eyes soften, and he kisses my forehead.
