I reflexively tried to scoot back, but he had an ironclad grip on my thigh.
“What’s wrong, baby? That’s what you agreed to back on the boat … remember? You don’t want to take me here?” he taunted, shifting his hips to apply just a smidge more pressure.
“No!” I gasped. “I mean, yes?”
“No? Yes? What is it?” He cocked his head again, and I could feel my arousal trickling down my crack, right to where the crown of his dick was resting. A light sheen of sweat coated our bodies, and I couldn’t deny the thrill I felt at the thought of him taking me this way.
“Yes! But I’m scared it will … you know, hurt.”
“Ah … Do you really think I’d let that happen? When I tell you I’m gonna do something, then I’m gonna do it.”
I sucked in a sharp breath when he pulled back, the pressure disappearing with him.
Sasha chuckled. “I’ll take you here, but not today.”
Not giving me a moment to breathe, he positioned his cock at my entrance and drove all nine inches home in one stroke.
“Holy shit!”
My body jackknifed up in a reflexive move, but he pushed me back down with little effort. Although I was wet for him, my walls still had to stretch to accommodate his size.
Of course, he wasn’t just drop-dead gorgeous, he was hung like a horse too. I certainly wasn’t complaining.
“Oh, fuck yes,” Sasha moaned.
Sparks of pleasure raced down my spine, fanning the flames already burning in my core into a fucking wildfire consuming every inch of my body. He hooked his arms under my knees once more, his hands palming my ass, and started fucking me ruthlessly.
Lifting my hips off the bed, he set a brutal pace. His balls smacked off my ass with every thrust and it wasn’t long before they were coated in my arousal.
My legs were spasming, and I could already feel the familiar pressure building as my pussy pulsed traitorously. We’d barely been at it for a minute, but the combination of the position, the way he handled me, and the visual component of his unreal body and him wearing his mask for me was too much. It was goddamn overkill.
How was a girl supposed to survive this unholy trinity? The mask alone was enough to make me combust instantly.
Sasha lifted my hips off the bed; the vein running along his bicep stood out as he thrust into me. He changed the angle, repeatedly hitting my G-spot, and I was already going past the point of no return when he started moaning.
Guttural, raspy moans.
There was nothing, and I repeat nothing, sexier than a man making any sort of involuntary noises when they were fucking you.
“Sasha!” I cried out as the first wave of my orgasm hit me.
My toes curled and I thrashed around in his grip, my pussy clamping down on his cock. He gave a surprised grunt, and his fingers dug into the globes of my ass to hold me in place while I rode the waves of pleasure, no doubt leaving marks.
“Damn, baby. So needy for me, aren’t you? I didn’t know you needed to be fucked that badly, or I would’ve taken care of you sooner,” he cooed. “I wish you could see yourself right now. The way your cunt looks stretched around my cock is fucking everything.”
Sasha lazily rolled his hips, drawing out the waves of pleasure. Before I could fully recover, he placed his hands on my knees and pushed them back so far, they were damn near my fucking ears.
“Fucking hell! Are you trying to pull all my muscles simultaneously?”
He snorted behind his mask, leaning forward to put more of his weight on me. “Aw, don’t tell me you can’t take it? Don’t worry, it’s gonna be alright. I’m gonna take care of you.” Settling his knees on the mattress, he brought his masked face right up to mine, his thumbswiping over my lower lip gently. “Now be a good little slut and take my cock.”
My mouth fell open in indignation. “You—”
He put all his weight behind the next thrust, effectively pressing the air out of my lungs and all I got out was a choked moan.
“That’s what I’m fucking talking about,” Sasha groaned huskily. “Your cunt is strangling me, Little Devil. I’m going to dump my load so fucking deep in you, it’ll be dripping out for hours.”
The way he had my body pinned to the bed left me almost entirely immobile. He pounded into me with brutal abandon, bottoming out with every stroke. I couldn’t utter a word; only broken moans and desperate little whimpers escaped my lips.