Chapter 110
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His shoulders drop in obvious relief, and he nearsagain. He watches me, placing his hands on my hips as he
flipsonto my hands and knees. | hear him draw in a breath and then feel him prod at the plug in my ass.
"Breathe out, love."
When | do, he pulls it out. It's slow, uncomfortable, but beneath it all is a hum of eroticism that has my clit
pulsing and my pussy weeping. | hear the thud as he drops it on the bed and then | feel his fingers on the rim of
my asshole, spreading fresh new lube.
| sigh, the coolness soothing to my skin.
You tellwhen it's too much, okay?"
| nod, adjusting my legs so that | can spread myself wider.
"We'll go at your pace. You're in control."
| nod again, gripping the sheets when | feel him push in slightly. It burns and tears prick the back of my eyes.
"Breathe, love," he grunts, and | can tell he is on the edge of his own control.
| bury my face in the pillow and take another inch before | stop him with my hand on his hip. "Zaid."
"It's okay." He stills, givinga second to adjust.
Although it seems impossible because my muscles want to contract, they want to close, but Zaid's cock is in the
way.
"Fuck," he mutters behind me. "Fuck, love."
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| breathe out and drop my hand from his hip. He takes that as his sign and he pushes in more. We go on like that
for a few more minutes until he's fully inside
me.
I'm moaning, groaning, breathing in hard pants as my muscles adjust to having something so hard and think
inside me.
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"Fucking hell," Zaid moan, his hips twitching behind me. "I'm not sure how much I'll
last."
"Just..." | pant, pushing my hips back. “Just move, Zaid. Makecome."
His hands grip my waist and they move down until he cups my pussy. | scream when he comes in contact with
my clit. It's so sensitive, seeking out his touch so strongly that it is almost too much.
He plunges two fingers inside me, and presses two others to my clit, both of his hands paying attention to my
pussy as he begins to thrust into my asshole.
The sensations lightup.
My nipples pebble until my skin hurts.
My legs tremble until it's his hands in my pussy that keepup.
With each of his thrusts, it's like a piece offalls back into place.
Every grunt, every plea, every sound that comes from his lips feeds the coiling in my
stomach.
"Alina," he moans brokenly.
| can't answer except for a shaky moan.
"l- can | go faster?
| nod desperately.
"Harder?"
"God, yes," | practically scream.
He grabs one of my hands and pushes it against my clit. "Touch yourself."
| do and he returns his hands to my hips, holdingthere so that he can move his hips. He quickens his pace,
burying his fingers so deep in my flesh | know | will bruise.
I'm screaming, rubbing my fingers faster, the headboard smacking against the wall, tears
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streaming down my face.
I don't care who can hear us.
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I don't care who knows about us.
My toes curls and my voice is a guttural, throaty mess. "I'm- I'm coming."
Zaid growls behind me, thrusting in faster until he stills, breathing heavily and broken. | feel the heat of his cum
insideand my orgasm splitsin two.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, and | am trembling. My pussy clenches at the emptiness, my clit throbbing
and my ass attempts to contract.
My muscles work tirelessly to move, but with Zaid's cock in the way, | am left with an intense feeling of fullness. |
drop onto my stomach and Zaid follows, chuckling overas he kissesdown my spine.
By the the pulls out of me, | can't keep my eyes open. | feel him kiss the rim
of my asshole and | shudder at the feeling. He turnsto face him, his eyes caressing every
inch of my face.
A slow smile warms his face, and his fingers trail down my neck.
"| can't- I'm so tired," | whisper.
"Getting fucked in the ass will do that to you."
My body feels like a noodle and I lay there, motionless as he cleanswith a wet rag and kissesfrom my
nipples back down to my clit. | tangle my fingers in his hair and press myself into his chest, letting the darkness
take me.
Letting sleep takeas all | can think about is how | want to lose myself in him like this every day.
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