Page 91 of Illicit Games


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“I want you to fuck my ass, Kian.”

Removing my hand and hers, I rub the rest of the lube all over my dick. Shifting closer to her, I aim my cockhead against her lubed hole. Even after stretching her, her hole is still too tiny, leaving me to worry if she’ll be able to take even half of me.

She squirms in anticipation, a ball of need. I trail my eyes up the arched slope of her back with her silky hair draped over it, her small hands fisting the rug on either side of her beautiful face. Keeping my gaze pinned on her profile, I start to push.

Her body shuts me out, but I keep a harsh grip on her hip and steadily breach the tight ring of muscles. Iris struggles, biting her lip.

“No,” I growl, backing away and slapping the head on her entrance. “Let me hear your cries.”

Digging my fingertips into her ass cheek, I thrust with more force, coaxing her body to accept my invasion. She whimpers while I moan once my crown is in and the skin around her puckered hole turns white.

“Kian.” Iris gasps, pulsing around me.

I’m riveted by the way we’re joined together. She’s ten times hotter and tighter here, making me want to bury myself to the hilt. Grabbing her waist with both hands, I plunge deeper, giving her another inch.

“Oh god!”

“That’s right, little siren—”Thrust.“—I am your god—”Thrust.“—the one you’ve been praying to for the last three years—”Thrust.“—so worship my cock like a good little girl.”

Her beautiful ass envelops half of my shaft in its depths, tightening around me like a furnace. Stars swim in my vision as the pure ecstasy blinds me.

I don’t want to ever pull out.

“Too much… It’s too much.”

My eyes snap open, locking on Iris as she quivers beneath me. I feel like a beast corrupting and defiling a delicate beauty.

Backing out to the tip, I slam inside, taunting, “I’ll decide when it’s too much.”

Apparently, half of me is all her small body can handle. It’s enough for me. For now. Fucking her slowly but hard, I watch her ass swallow and gape around my girth. Pulling out, I spit inside her winking hole, then bury my dick.

The wicked little sounds and whimpers coming from her are like a symphony to my ears.

I never knew fucking a woman could feel so intense, threatening to turn me inside out. I may be dominating her, but she’s got me addicted to her like a fiend.

Her head twists side to side as she lies underneath me, impaled on my cock, accepting every thrust like a filthy little anal slut.

“Look at you, Rainbow. No longer a virgin. Taking my dick up your tight ass, barely hours after I broke your virgin cunt.” I curve my body over hers and yank her head back. Licking her earlobe, I hiss, “Do you like having a man inside you? Being filled up?”

“I do,” she utters in a hoarse voice, “because it’s you.”

“Even though it hurts?”

“Yes, Kian. I love everything you give me.”

“Good. Because I love your sweet cries,” I groan, biting her ear. “They make me so hard. Do you feel me throbbing inside you?”

“Ahh! Yeah, I feel it.”

“Your body fights me at first, but once I’m inside, it keeps sucking me in. It’s greedy after being deprived of cock for so long.” Shunting my hips hard and fast, I growl, “But I’m here now. You’ll never go unsatisfied. I’m going to drown you in pleasure, Iris.”

“Please. Please.”

“I’m going to fill you up with my cum. You’re going to milk every drop.” Slipping my hand to her pussy, I flick her clit mercilessly. “Right after you come for me.”

My fingers make a slapping noise the faster I stroke her. I know I’m driving into her rougher than I intended, but I can’t stop. Wrenching her onto all fours, I slap her slit and pinch her clit. With a scream, she chokes my shaft and squirts all over the floor.

The liquid soaks my hand and wrist.